The Enemy of the Good (eideteker) wrote,
The Enemy of the Good

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Take the Local H (A Subject for Empty Words)

It's just so pathetic
I feel like I should be poetic
This space left unintentionally blank
Empty and feeling dank

Gotta run, gotta hide, gotta get away
Or at least, that's what the Puppets say
But I can't get there
Too much noise in my air

It says, "No!" on my hand
And "NO!" on my wrist
The words don't go away
When I clench my fist

Malevolent crunk
The sound of this junk
A crash bang boom
It rains down like doom

I crayon on the walls of my skull
I can't escape; my life feels so dull
I peer out through my eye
I see her in the window and sigh

The songs on the radio
They just don't know
How she makes me feel
They don't know for real

I clocked my reading speed today. ~24 pages/hr., paperback. Meh. Isn't it supposed to be like, a page a minute? :\

[Other retarded comments I was going to make but forgot the substance of.]

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