oh gawd...i can't move
look at that paper cup...crumpled up...how long has it been under the chair
fucking debris all over the carpet...it's driving me insane looking at it
try to move head
ah! ah! ah!
stuck on this floor forever...whole body hurts
gawd i hope the front door is locked, can't be seen now
no blood in my arm, my dick is cold...body shutting down
i know, i know, stuff must get done...need more time
damn, i hate that crumpled cup...if only i could reach it
walls are closing in and i still can't move
bleeding love on the carpet...how will i hide the stain
how's life in your apartment, harry
wrong answer gets you killed...supposed to be happy now
count all the toothpicks in that batch before you go home
it can't have meaning if it doesn't mean anything to me
they don't understand...i need more time
21st century children, orphans of reality...bomb by day, party at night
it's already noon...i'm losing the whole day
i can't just force everything...they refuse to admit anything
i could lie here forever...dreaming...steaming
only corporations deserve to live, they say
but that's just a figment of their imagination
no way out...here or there
wearily warily walking wounded
i need more time...infinite time
and time is running out
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