its a thump and a squish
February 21st, 2008 by republikationI find myself confused among others.
–when all is said and done, some may say that i had it coming. but i would like to think i deserved a little more, or a little decency…some respect.
In the sound of angst that tribulate a conscious mind, this is as common as it gets. This is a common echo amongst a million tunnels. Why would this barrage, this rush of consequence happen to one at all?
The tone of this piece, resonates a chill. One that still finds a reverberation after some time. In all paradise, one may search for this sound, this chill, or abhor it. One may saturate one’s self, and one may simply puke.
That’s what happened.
Never trust a friend. Never go around someone else. Never trust Yourself. You can be as ferngullible as the next sucker.
So why risk it even? Why feel passion when you know it’s no longer welcomed, nor should it have been in the first place? When one’s reason dictates a path followed less likely by most, and practice has customized a pattern unknown to one’s self, yet overturning every decision that one makes…when we all lay with a complete stranger. That’s when things pop.F**K. Let this be felt. So it shall be learned, and it shall be undone.
Some people just have NO respect. Some just don’t have belief. Some just don’t have principle. But who are we to say that they aren’t who they are because of what they DON’t Have.
Never trust a friend. Especially when smiles thrown are actually inching at your neck by the fucking second.
But then again, SOME friends are worth the keep.
So okay. Trust SOME FRIENDS. But not all of em. Whisper not the truth about this fucked up situation….for it deserves recognition….and at the least, some respect.
–THis is a flow of words that one may live by. DOn’t mind the words. feel the anguish.
–THis is a complete fiction. OK????
– i was stabbed in the back today. And by far, it didn’t feel nice.
