Loud Words

I don't know.

I'm not sure what I want to do except throw up.

I can't put stuff into words...fire...confusion...things and things again.

I hate not being able to phrase things.

I want to understand why...why...why...but no words fall. Nothing that can help make sense of things. I want to get out of this Hell. I hate this place. This fake words. The hollow conversations...people not understanding...not managing to listen and God I'm just so enraged and sad and not able to take much more of this before I snap.

Before I can sleep.

Just a philosophical tidbit:

Karl Marx as an idiot. Religion isn't the opiate of the people, it shocks you awake in vividly horrific ways. Ignorance, shallowness and racism are the true opiates because they require no prior thought or effort to obtain.

I'm holding onto less than nothing...what do you expect now?

Words...new words please?

"Far, Far Away" - Five Iron Frenzy

"The First Time" - U2

And...here we go again.

Why is it imperative I stay here?
Would you bother being with me if I just sold all this stuff and drove in some random direction?

I don't understand.

At what point do you begin and I end?

Is this just some kind of sick mind game?

Day Time Cafes

Soft clever words have nothing on you.
I'm not sure I believed them anyway.
I'm the master of distraction
and have no clue where time begins and I end.
It's not like I meant dinner for two
or for the feelings to outlive the day.
It's just me in my hat and coat
wishing for a way out.

When a blessing becomes a curse...

"Clubbed to Death" - Rob D

"Lonely Day" - System Of A Down

Oie vay.