Emotional Inflation

I feel hurt...
and sometimes want to strike out
and tired...
perpetually tired
and I don't gave a damn about
the things I used to
I'm tired of all the worst coming true
about you...
and about so many other things too
It's like living in a nightmare land
such little things...
grown into monstrous dreams... out of hand
and nothing is right...
in my whole world anymore
My insecurities
are in the open... and I don't care
I'm much too tired...
and hurt...and used...and lost
and all things...
are much too dear... in the price they cost
so I bleed out
a crimson loss of days
and reminders of you
as I slowly fade away

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