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[title] => Artificial Happiness
[time] => 2003-11-23 14:22:57
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[bodytext] => Record my thoughts and trace them in the dirt Kick a rock and it rolls forever Feeling or belonging to nothing Get out of the cold with a straight face Close my jacket for the first time without asking why Lying awake and dreaming at the same time Faithfully holding onto something Empty words we never spoke My eyes are fighting sleep Red and indisposed Sorry for everything that happened And happy for it all Waiting around forever Hang up the call Prescriptions and bottles Tired of the same old things Buttons and lights on the phone So sick of the nonexistent rings Empty words I spoke to myself Caring for nothing or the pain I dealt Wishing for always And asking for never Taking from no one Not being together Prescriptions that take hold of me Swallow artificial happiness Lying awake tormented, laughing Falling for the trickery my pain provides Wishing like hell you didn't despise me Blurry words on plastic caps Two capsules in the morning Prescriptions that offer nothingness Artificial motivation with no warning Controlling my smiles that always fade Pop that pill again Drop that blade Take off my glasses Dry my cheeks with my arms Take two capsules in the morning You can lie awake Devoted to faithful thoughts and tears Where would I be? Moments in time without the curves of a frown Losing so much time as I lay me back down Lying awake and dreaming at the same time Devoted to something Prescription bottles ripping and gnashing Losing my humanity Take two capsules in the morning Losing an ounce of sanity Eyes fighting sleep Allied with my thoughts Sleep losing a battle A battle never fought Twist off the cap, pull out the two Capsules that have tiny little writing And are the brightest color blue Remind me of artificial happiness And of these dying eyes Fake the way I hold myself And I'll fake my motivation Losing my sense of hope sometimes Never losing my dedication Prescription bottles everywhere Littering the floor I tell you that I'm satisfied And they still feed me more Take two capsules in the morning Don't you dare forget If you lose your artificial happiness Life full of regret I have my desparate desires that I tell on the phone My intent thrown so out of control Emotions full of artificial motivation And bottles full of pills Lying awake tomorrow night So faithfully Empty my words and my bottles Close my jacket tight Losing this artificial battle Eyes against sleep will fight Prescriptions control, throwing me around Losing my sense of anything You And my feet float so far off the ground [comments] => 4 [counter] => 271 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Exodus-On-Life [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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