everything i touch turns to black
all i see crumbles into dust
nothing i can do can change my world
regardless of the tactics i try
why does misfortune love me so?
hers is the only love i don't want
but it is all that wants to be with me
and i don't understand what went wrong
why can't i come close to my goal
why does it evade my patient grasp?
i have declared open season on the world
and now reality has disappeared
blindfolded, bound, gagged and buried
i cannot feel, no sensations of life
time passes, not yesterday, not tomorrow
just one more second until the end
- 3/8/95, midnight-1:00 am