Prized Control
2003-09-05 - 8:38 p.m.

It starts out simple enough...

You put it in you take it out.

you are powerful.

you are in control.

and then the moons eyelid

snaps shut over you--

the colors fade and blur,

you poke at the spiderwebs

that hold your life

they fall apart--

and you are on your knees

with vomit on your toes

crying

crying

and you are powerless

you are weak

you are out of control

You put it in you take it out..

yesterday - tomorrow