no excuse

i can totally imagine what the dreams tell me
opening a car and seeing my ex doing her new love
and that repeating over and over untill i shot the both of them (me feeling bad about killing my ex)

i can understand why they have put me in the mud
it's where i belong
in the dirt and waste of this world

and i can grasp the notion of them killing me
after all i did, i deserve no less

but i can not grasp why i walked past you
and did not say hi
and maybe i do know my reasons
but this was just a dream.

and all other moments from the dream
i will not tell
not because it is secret, but because there is so much i don't know
the out come of.
and it is useless to tell anyone that dream suicides don't keep me awake any longer.

by the way.
i did go to bed yesterday when i wrote it
and i did fall a sleep fairly quick
and i wanted so much yesterday
and nothing was realized, because my anger took hold of me
i have no excuses other than
I DO NOT WANT ANY ONE TO SEE ME LIKE THAT
if you see me i can see you, and project my anger there where it does not belong

when i took a shower yesterday i heard a voice
it was in my room but there was no one there
but it was real, a voice kinda yelling something
but i could not hear the words through the sound of the falling water
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