Temporary Displacement Jan 13 2011
Exhausted to the very end, I don't know how much more I can take. Mentally it just
never ends for me, I fear my life is a stake.
I feel like I am spinnning around in circles, I am dizzy from it all. No matter what I
do to make it stop, I am quarented to take a fall.
Flat on my face again, now lying in the dirt. Open up and deal with the pain, I know
it's going to hurt.
I am my own worst enemy, defeat is starring me in the face. I can't find the
strength to pick myself up, off the long road of disgrace.
I surrender to the demons within, they have taken over my mind. Infected with
insanity, what is left for me to find.
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