Kamikosan
01-26-2004, 05:09 PM
i forgot my life.
it's all a long string of exerpts. patched up, ****ed up, who knows what up. and i just keep writing, writing, writing, expecting to wake up one day and have it not only make sense to me, but to someone else who cares about me. until then, it's just rambling pieces of a story that combined make up...me.
it's like watching a movie when the tv is on the fritz and it keeps on skipping over certain parts and all you are left with are these pieces of a movie you've never seen. and somehow they expect you to know the storyline.
it seems like with every drink i take, the worse the movie gets. and i find myself growing addicted to this stupid, ****ed up film, or this book with the pages missing because i allow myself to imagine what parts are missing, or i think it's some glorious form of expression. and one day i'll wake up, and there will be nothing but static.
.................
it's all a long string of exerpts. patched up, ****ed up, who knows what up. and i just keep writing, writing, writing, expecting to wake up one day and have it not only make sense to me, but to someone else who cares about me. until then, it's just rambling pieces of a story that combined make up...me.
it's like watching a movie when the tv is on the fritz and it keeps on skipping over certain parts and all you are left with are these pieces of a movie you've never seen. and somehow they expect you to know the storyline.
it seems like with every drink i take, the worse the movie gets. and i find myself growing addicted to this stupid, ****ed up film, or this book with the pages missing because i allow myself to imagine what parts are missing, or i think it's some glorious form of expression. and one day i'll wake up, and there will be nothing but static.
.................