just a little bit i want to only feel a little bit. just a taste, a tiny taste. crank the music louder cus my legs are getting weaker as i am speeding down the lane and my thoughts are getting jumbled. chewing gum and playing scenes out in my mind like some predictable movie. i just want to be high. i just want to feel euphoria. i wonder if the ground dropped how long i would fall and would i keep my eyes open. if you drowned would you hold your breath until you no longer could or would you just let it happen naturally open your eyes wider as everything becomes a beautiful haze and you let go. yes.
hold me. hold me. hold me. hold me.
have you ever had your heart explode but you still lived on. eyes focus and extra sensory perception kicks in and my mind goes blank and my mouth is dry and it feels like a terrible trip and i keep chewing and my hand feels warmer and it's okay.
feelme.feelme.feelme.feelme. and keep me alive forever in a story.
this is exactly where everything is suppose to be. this is perfect. have you ever FELT perfect? this is elation. have you ever FELT elation? this is a moment that will out live me.
beatitude.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
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go go gadget Elysium!
ReplyDeleteheh, ohyou.
ReplyDeletewhats all that aboot
ReplyDeleteUH FIGURE IT OUT OBV.
ReplyDeleteI love the second paragraph. The words and ideas are so foreign from everyday, but I can connect because they seem like familiar friends.
ReplyDeleteI never ceases to amaze me how a string of symbols can elicit such... non-tangible things. Language cannot possibly be an artifice. It simply cannot be.