pick up sticks
By Jet
Neurotic thoughts invade my head Chaotic twists on all things said. Taking me closer to the chasm's edge. Quaking steps bear me to the ledge. Feel them beckoning inside my mind Taking a reckoning of what I might find. When I finally just let myself go. Taking my chances with what's down below. Pick up sticks have fallen again. Crossing the styx to a new domain. The train has fallen off the track. Leave the sane behind, there's no turning back.:) This is what happens when I'm forced to study waaaay too long... Written February 15th, 2002 © on Feb 14 2002 04:23 PM PST 0 • 10
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"Neurotic thoughts invade my head..."