Lingering...

Here's an old one from May 8, 2004. The mood and music was as it was when i posted it back then. More to follow.

Mood: Drained
Music: Tool - Schism

It lingers still... remnants of a whole that began to erode a long time ago in the chasms within, but nonetheless, fragments remain. Shards of glass, broken into pieces, cutting me from the inside. I can see my reflection in them, smeared with the crimson juice of my own making, and I want to hide from the mirrored image.

Insecurity.

Trauma past, trauma future, tell me mirror mirror on the wall, who's the most scared and scarred of them all? Should I smash you into pieces, will you take this with you to the grave? Lingering... fuck off you mimicking glass, no loitering on the grasses of my insides. Goddamn I wish I had automatic sprinklers. You'd love those I'm sure. Perfect time to leave, your eviction notice has long since been tacked upon your door; you've overstayed your welcome, you're just lucky I haven't figured out how to oust you yet. Shithead.

Look at the shit you get me into. Fear leads to annoyance on the part of others. It bugs them. Why must you be feeble in that regard? For what reason? We don't know. Exit for your own good... or rather mine. Don't be a selfish sod, you worthless piece of shit, you very well know you tax me by staying. I bid you adieu forever. Close your eyes; the sandman awaits, you shall never awaken now. Sweet dreams.

Closure. Relief. Complacency. Exhale. Breathing again... *smile* Good Riddance.