• words
    only for the faint hearted
    yet not to use them makes me retarted
    as far as i'm conserned i will always be haunted
    by the constant thought of striving
    for what can never be reached within me grasp
    try as i might i have completed the task
    yet i'm to blind to realize
    what i have done
    raising such terror in a roaring blaze
    of the fire that burns within my soul
    leaves me with the emptiness of an abbandoned rat hole
    as i find myself waiting for death
    wait...
    is that me
    or is that what could be
    nah man
    only i can be me
    and that
    will always be