[~*Lonely Wanderer*~]: 264.Journal of June 20, 2006

Life’s like a suicide hotline
On hold and debating
Waiting, watching
A perched death bird praying
I’m the next course
The backbone to the others in my generation
The seeker of truth in this world’s deprivation
If I love you please love me
Right now that’s all I really need
Watch me cry my heart broken tears
Strings dull to my monotone voice of fear
Seeking vengeance against the foes
Being the worlds number one hero-ine
I’m done in
All washed up and washed out
Drowning myself in the confusion and noise
Trying to find what once brought the joy
The freedom to my life
The pillage and sacrifice that I now serve
To up teem redemption I now state
I promise to hate
Myself for the rest
Of eternity
If you promise
To never
Let go of me

11:17 p.m. June 20, 2006
~Jenn Baird
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