tavius

i really think im losing it,
i might be bi-polar,
solar flares impares my vision,
my personalities lack of percision
creates division in anything i can be.

i dont know how to see the point anymore,
im a whore for my drinkin and im the one payin.

betrayin all my previous hope,
i dont think i can cope,
on a slippery slope of logic,
im tragic, overdramitic let me be static
perma-matic.

find a fascit of life that dont make me want to quit.
i really cant take this shit, im not fit for living nor fit for dying,
someone start trying to help me keep trying,
if we were not lying about our self denying
then maybe we could carry a cross that was not of our own carving,
a cross that means we are dying without dying,
can i see what that is meaning.
or where is the meaning -TM