Staring at the ceiling
Contemplating life
Castrated emotions
Fighting for sanity.
Spinning, twirling, swirling out of control.
Past full of hate, present complicate, future.....
Awwww forget it, it's too late
Pain pounding in my brain
Slamming my head against the wall, longing for release.
I want to scream, to cry.
I can't, or I won't.
Hurts too much.
Time to raise the white flag.
Spinning, twirling, swirling out of control.
Past full of hate, present complicate, future.....
Awwww forget it Man, it's just too late
Bang
Shay Kuntz
May 12, 2001
To Connie; Zoinks! Rick said he liked this. Can you freaking believe that? Now what????
To Maria; YES! I said castrated.
To Rick; Thanks and yes writers do rule.