harraser
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Oct 3, 2001
- Messages
- 2,091
i try to write about my lethargy
and how it is destroying me
but all i feel is apathy
and occaisional misanthropy
with a touch of terror, loss of direction, emptyness,
angst.
angst angst angst angst angst
(i dont even know what that fucking word means)
and the sense of doom
coming from my mad rush
to do nothing
is so thick it chokes me
like the water gushing from my mouth,
the sound bursting from my eyes
(hang on that isnt right...)
so i curl up on the floor,
my nightly ritual,
and cower in fear of the
books, notes, proformas, worksheets, tests, assingments, revision,
the pointless confusion of the work work fucking work spread around me
and i huddle up in the space set aside for my money
(theres plenty of room here)
and fall asleep,
to dream of a land of simplicity and ease
where there are no obstacles in front of me
no detours, no distractions
just a clear, straight road leading right to my goals.
and i dream
and i wake
and i scream
and i shake
for the horror of such a vision.
How could i survive without my drama to feed me?
and how it is destroying me
but all i feel is apathy
and occaisional misanthropy
with a touch of terror, loss of direction, emptyness,
angst.
angst angst angst angst angst
(i dont even know what that fucking word means)
and the sense of doom
coming from my mad rush
to do nothing
is so thick it chokes me
like the water gushing from my mouth,
the sound bursting from my eyes
(hang on that isnt right...)
so i curl up on the floor,
my nightly ritual,
and cower in fear of the
books, notes, proformas, worksheets, tests, assingments, revision,
the pointless confusion of the work work fucking work spread around me
and i huddle up in the space set aside for my money
(theres plenty of room here)
and fall asleep,
to dream of a land of simplicity and ease
where there are no obstacles in front of me
no detours, no distractions
just a clear, straight road leading right to my goals.
and i dream
and i wake
and i scream
and i shake
for the horror of such a vision.
How could i survive without my drama to feed me?
