with_perfection_comes_pain littledoseofperfection the pain of not being able to just stay in the moment. new day new extreme, but it's almost sweet...i can almost taste the fresh pain in my knuckles swallowing the old bruises and making them new all over again. it tastes metallic, the taste of a penny. the sun's just come up and i see no sign of sleep. all it took was one fucking song, i knew it was a bad idea now i'm on a wave i just have to ride till it breaks over my head and drowns me in an adrenaline hangover. i could've stopped i could've just turned it off, but it was almost as good a feeling as perfection to just let that RAGE wrap me up in a lover's fucking embrace, fuck, lover? more like rapist and i can't get enough of it whenever that particular enemy stops by he holds me down and if i fight it's all for show because he knows i want it rough and he knows i can't get enough of it. so it's like i've gotten the best of both worlds these last two days....Perfection made love to me and ran her sensuous hand over my body and Rage stopped by to rape me until i begged him to make me bleed....two sides of what i need. out comes the duality in me. insanity. 050605 what's it to you? who go blather from