from FaFa - Tuesday, January 10, 2006 accessed 970 times headed closer to disaster i am consumed by my own laughter caught up in a humor laced and hazy. you grip my hand you say be my savior but i can choose that direction especially when im all wrapped in maybe's. so dont confuse me with your christ i cannot walk on water i did not die for your sins it seems to me i'm fading...... and if absolution is your only resolution then go ahead and count me out because i dont know what im after. i'm slipping into images that speak i couldn't tell you where i've been so you'll just have to trust a stanger some things are just as they seem but if waking life is real i don't want to feel my dreaming has gone to waste or i won't wake well tomorrow. in dreams i am more useful i have a tighter grip a fist full of ideas that are oddly all my own and this is why i can't help her why i won't make him better why i can't save the world why i won't save you. |