Hold Me
By Simonic
Pushed to the edge, yet resisting to fall down. Still, deep within it's tasteless motions, keeping me up. Able to see. Able to feel. Not wanting to be, but leaving it so. Lost within a mess. Jumbled confusion of a pounding headache. Perhaps, some will care to add to it. Can I yell at the top of my lungs? Perhaps, that will release everything pent up inside, making it all better once again. Someone please, take the trigger, and hold me.Ok, this isn't great, but more of an away msg I used a while ago, heh. Thought I'd put it up. Written December 9th, 2001 © on Dec 08 2001 04:54 PM PST 0 • 1
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"Pushed to the edge, yet resisting to fall down. ..."