affliction.

2006-08-20 2:03 p.m.

i will surmount you, affliction, fearful of my movements, all of those old dedications made, my commitments shrink, stare strange, do not wish to benefit from new practice, and i find myself laying strain
on those friends that would be comfort, if i would give them place. i should not be so hungry, should find another way to be filled. how long have i been empty, accepting false feelings for the taste
of one true connection - all thing fade. all things need
to fade.

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