Thursday, April 14, 2005

Driving Towards Insanity

I'm sinking
Slowly
Can you see?
Will you save me?
My heart is sound
My mind
Oh dear God
It's wreck-less
I'm wound up
Questioning
Wondering
Boiling over
Attempting
"Bite your tongue
God damn it"
Yet
Your silence
Is driving me mad
"Bide your time"
I'm biding
...
And in turn
I'm my own assassin
Analyzing
Nit-picking
Grabbing at the little you give
Scrambling
Panicking
Drowning
Will you save me?
Can you see?
Slowly
I'm sinking