Surviving Through The Fear Poem by Byron Cornell Ford II
Surviving Through The Fear
Vomit Prozac
I dont need this life
Placebos do the same 4 me
My mind just isnt right
2nite
I find myself playing russian roulette in the mirror
whispering to the reflection 'pass the gun here'
Upset and so alone when a 'click' sounds in my ear
often times i live my life on the edge, surviving through the fear
Thursday, June 1, 2006
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