Post by Alien Motorway on May 6, 2003 23:40:56 GMT -5
Well, I think it's official. 
I'm not sure to what extent it stretched but it's causing me alot of pain and discomfort. I'm sure I'm not the only one, and I pray for them too hat this doesn't somehow affect there every waking moment as it does mine. I can only blame myself for what I have done. That's terrible. I'm sorry. I want to give answers and get them, but my paths are so lined with broken glass and mind numbing radio that stepping out of the house alone....It just reminds me of one of my favorite songs actually:
What it feels like when it's gone..
I know I'll never have anonymity again, along with some others it looks like, but I beg to believe my mind works well enough to enjoy the finer things in life such as a good meal, a good conversation, a few good pills, and some other very important staples.
I don't know about my mind, really. I think I lost it long ago when I chose to live a life of depression rather than seek help. I let Jesus down too. I don't remember much about that night other than grabbing him out of the crowd as he stumbled from a blow. I've got no alibi, but I do remember knowing he'd be A-ok. I was right, see. You must be somehow blessed to be still on my mind, all of you, because you're all something I chose to be with and adored in such a pathetic state. If you feel no graciousness about that there's something wrong with you too.
But the starvin Marvin dude hits the nail on teh head when he says he should've never let me attack that magnet on the fridgey door. I'm slow, stupid, a moron she'd call me. She used to make me watch Beverly hills 90210 for god sakes.
Yeah, I'm nuts. Is it that or did I just listen to too much music and read too many intelligent books? Either way you look at it, I respect her as a person and in my head even though I couldn't point her out in a crowd. (it's me, lord!)
Of course, that song reminds me more about the people I arrested.
So what do you all think? I'm never getting drunk with that dude again......If you were to happen upon infamous fame or warranted fame would you think like I do? Would you want to crawl in a storm drain and die? I am doing that already, but writing about this and sorting it out helps me right now. Thanks. I didn't mean to hurt anyone, just a jail us guy.....and I'm imprisoned too...
I wanna own up to my own mistakes, and if it takes a snatch out of hell here to where I am welcome I'll do, soon as I get some answers too..hrmph
I'm not sure to what extent it stretched but it's causing me alot of pain and discomfort. I'm sure I'm not the only one, and I pray for them too hat this doesn't somehow affect there every waking moment as it does mine. I can only blame myself for what I have done. That's terrible. I'm sorry. I want to give answers and get them, but my paths are so lined with broken glass and mind numbing radio that stepping out of the house alone....It just reminds me of one of my favorite songs actually:What it feels like when it's gone..
I know I'll never have anonymity again, along with some others it looks like, but I beg to believe my mind works well enough to enjoy the finer things in life such as a good meal, a good conversation, a few good pills, and some other very important staples.
I don't know about my mind, really. I think I lost it long ago when I chose to live a life of depression rather than seek help. I let Jesus down too. I don't remember much about that night other than grabbing him out of the crowd as he stumbled from a blow. I've got no alibi, but I do remember knowing he'd be A-ok. I was right, see. You must be somehow blessed to be still on my mind, all of you, because you're all something I chose to be with and adored in such a pathetic state. If you feel no graciousness about that there's something wrong with you too.But the starvin Marvin dude hits the nail on teh head when he says he should've never let me attack that magnet on the fridgey door. I'm slow, stupid, a moron she'd call me. She used to make me watch Beverly hills 90210 for god sakes.
Yeah, I'm nuts. Is it that or did I just listen to too much music and read too many intelligent books? Either way you look at it, I respect her as a person and in my head even though I couldn't point her out in a crowd. (it's me, lord!) Of course, that song reminds me more about the people I arrested.
So what do you all think? I'm never getting drunk with that dude again......If you were to happen upon infamous fame or warranted fame would you think like I do? Would you want to crawl in a storm drain and die? I am doing that already, but writing about this and sorting it out helps me right now. Thanks. I didn't mean to hurt anyone, just a jail us guy.....and I'm imprisoned too...
I wanna own up to my own mistakes, and if it takes a snatch out of hell here to where I am welcome I'll do, soon as I get some answers too..hrmph