July 28, 2009

permanent ghost.

once i start.
i can't seem to stop.
my body aches from the lack of rest.
it's on purpose, i create this suffering inside
each waking moment, i die in small amounts.
walking right through
then evaporating.
on the edge and i'm gone.

i want you to leave.
(please stay for a while.)
i need you with me.
(please drop out from my life.)

i see it in the stars.
showing hidden embedded scars.
they signal me a warning
but i ignore it, i don't listen.
it's a habit too fucked to quit.
once i start.
i never stop.

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