Think Inside the Box - by Erik Smith

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built a wall
kept it tall
watched it fall
fuck it all

it used to feel
like it was safe
i used to think
i killed the hate
it used to hide
beneath the face
i used to know
that i could make
it all okay
and now it wont
just go away

once again
my life
it spends
decreasing
as i increase
my tolerance
it eats
my conscience
it feeds
the nonsense
it needs
to torment

it attracts the old
the friend self destruction
it demands to be told
satisfaction, reproduction
it brings upon the pain
that wasn't seen underneath
the interest in pleasure

i built i wall
i kept it tall
i watched it fall
i fucked it all

the taste
in my mouth
the haste
in my mind
the lust
in my hand
i must
fall behind

the smiles that drew me in
drew me in a box
around my wall
then made it fall
i sat and watched it all


in the rubble
all that is
paranoia
discomfort
fear and fuzz
confusion
delusion
and mass exclusion

built a wall
made it tall
saw it fall
lost it all
now i crawl
down the hall
away

 

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