Trip

The world of an LSD user.

I am a facade; a lonely soul in a fallen city.
I woke up this morning and thought I was floating.
If I didn't exhale, I would've hit the ceiling.
So I came crashing down.
Should I have forgotten to breathe?
I feel so desolate. My heart is f*****g shattering.
I can't remember what made me feel this way.
It was so long ago. Why does it hurt if I can't recall?
My subconscious hurts me so much.
My lover has beautiful hands. Even worse, a sly smile.
It still tears me down and I'm not sure whether or not to pray.
These kind of nights are killing me…

-Kate Vegas
July 29th, '08
2:24 AM

 

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