3 February 2006, 2:32 AM
I get lost in these pockets of grief
I know you know
but every time I realize I’ve done it again
I feel compelled to explain
just one more time
I get lost in these endless rooms of sadness
I know you’ve seen me
searching for a reason to get up and leave
not come back
though I’ve never found a reason not to stay
I get lost in these moments of anger
When suddenly I’m blinded by the pain
I could tear you down to size
or so I’d like to think
should need arise
I get lost in these voices in my head
Sometimes I can’t hear you when you’re sitting
right across the room from me
such a tiny room but I can’t hear for all the
screaming in between my ears
the selves each clamoring for you to see and hear
to come inside these rooms of chaos with me
bring a moment’s peace
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