Twisted Fate

Chaos spreading Hypocracy. The denial of your truth, burdens me no more. I am a burning tree, longing for a breath of air, gasping relentlessly for a drink of water, a chance to soak in what damage has been presented to me.

As you're sinking deep in the ocean, legless from the curse of karma. Dramatizing emotions, you never felt deeply. sedated, for my wounds are blackened with soot. the gasoline drentched me, choked me, tricked me. the match was the final straw, and only fueled the rage, deep inside. careless was your work.

performed to drag down all living things within your reach. you candy coated your reality to be no longer involved with sanity. your mind is not now withstanding the pressure, and intolerable is the way you choose to pursue your long awaited fate, uncomfortable, your body aches as its being twirled and tangled, dragging you deeper and deeper.

the ironic thing is-- its all your disallusions.





Words by Jessica
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Written on 2006-11-01 at 20:01

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Sabrina
Wow, very interesting write! I liked the twist in the end: "its all your disallusions"

Very well done!

Hugs,
Sabrina
2006-11-02