sleepless suicide

sleepless suicide

A Poem by Count Humilus
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Sometimes I find it too hard to talk

Not to think of something to talk about

But literally to use the muscles to open my mouth and let speech out

I think I have become numb

I am a patient of my own life

My ailments are just another wave before the bigger waves come along

I feel like being on my own sometimes

I feel like I could never just be

Like I could never walk right

Always a little too happy

Always a little too sad

Never that different

Both catalysts to the irrational

To the length of  the drop below

I check off the agreement

No liability

No remorse

Nothing left to say today

© 2010 Count Humilus


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on days when there's nothing left to say, I wish that I could sit and watch the waves crash on the shore, I wish that I could sit and watch the grass grow on the mountain, I wish to be away from people, away from words that don't mean

it could be your words have inspired me this morning

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Count Humilus
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A Poem by Count Humilus