tar deb i'm so tired of everything i have to carry around with me- it all weighs upon my back like an anvil, slowly crushing me to dust- i dont' know how much longer i can do this before i cave in upon myself, but i do what i must, much like you- but my heart aches, longs for sleep when it cannot have you to itself- just have you, an arm's length away- "three months," something within my mind whispers, taunts, really. throws it back up in my face, this eternity of darkness i must endure but i keep walking, trudging through the hot, thick tar that drags me down with every labored step- how much longer until it breaks me? how much longer...? i just can't- i don't want- i just can't miss you anymore- i fear my heart will break 010508 ... girl_jane I like hot summer days. I can go to a parking lot and rip off a chunk of tar and play with it or just go barefoot and squash my toes in it. *squish* 020220 ... Casey Trapped in black sticky goo of tar. And trapped in black sticky goo of reality and life 020220 ... falling_alone i cannot resist getting stuck... my footprints are walking down the street, still there from a few years ago. 031228 ... r1y9a6n4 after 12 years of smoking, the substance that swims in my lungs. 031228 what's it to you? who go blather from