bbychop
July 5th, 2007, 11:13 AM
this is actually my about me on my myspace profile. i wrote it down the other night when i was actually really ... messed up would probably be the best way to say it.
this warm layer of skin is wrapping around innards.
innards of my body, innards of my soul.
it encloses like a blanket. like a warmth.
although inside i am freezing, outside i am warm.
i am afraid if my outside became cold, i would freeze to death.
sometimes i am afraid of not waking up.
i am not afraid of death, the afterlife, the future.
i just have not taken time to stop and smell the roses.
this warm layer of skin is wrapping around innards.
innards of my body, innards of my soul.
it encloses like a blanket. like a warmth.
although inside i am freezing, outside i am warm.
i am afraid if my outside became cold, i would freeze to death.
sometimes i am afraid of not waking up.
i am not afraid of death, the afterlife, the future.
i just have not taken time to stop and smell the roses.