Alone at the Gym

I'm tired angered and I could spit blood, I'm anguished and heart broken, that it went this far My mind is mired with thoughts of distaster.
I feel duped and helpless, I feel like a benign tumor that went malignant I feel betrayed. I feel dismal and helpless I feel I don't matter I feel sorry for myself
I feel no matter how I tried to be cool about it I blew my top. today was a bad day. I feel spent hollow and nothing left inside except the echo's of my pain
no comfort I can accept because I doubt the sincerity

posted Tuesday, 16 August 2005