Untitled 17 - November 7th, 2000

Still crying in that same old "Classic" Jeff poem style. Oh well.


there is so much noise in my head
so much noise

make the voices stop
make the pain die
make my tears dry up

sleep no longer provides escape
crying in my dreams
shattered dreams

failing at what i love most
hurting those closest
drugging my conscience to sleep

please
just bury me
keep me away

i dont want to live

i dont want to go on

i want to end
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