Corrupted
Feeling the bile rising
at the back of this throat
not swallowing it down this time
won't fade away
Wondering what goes on
behind those blue eyes?
a big vacuous pit
of absolutely nothing
Thanks to you
my views have become corrupted
what ever I've supposedly done,
heaven doesn't want me now
Living in isolation
just one small step away
from falling into oblivion,
on these knees to pray
Cold clocked visions
quite calculated and bold
the baggage beneath these eyes
compliments my former ties
mathiasthom
written 5/12/11
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