I'm over it...right?

[sammystiletto]

I pass your house...
the feelin's too far down...
I pass your job...
I'm just glad i never have to go back...
I here your name...
its very common...
I see your friends...
they probably dont even know me...
I see your enemies...
they'd be on my side if they knew...
I run into your wife...
I wonder which one of us she hates...

Its over right?

I see your face...
a thousand needles penitrate my flesh.
i cant breath...
i have to puke...
I need to hide...
cry...
hurt...

I feel nothing...
except you...

[Glock therapy]

Hey Sammy S,
Your poetry is stunningly, hauntingly powerful. I'm just sorry for the pain that's inspired it . I hope that expressing yourself and hanging with folks here will offer some comfort. Peace to you.

-gt

[Jason_Howell]

+1 Glock Therapy.