Recorded and mixed by Mike Ditrio
How can i express this
When feeling down and out
And wrapped up and under appreciated?
Forcing thoughts to harken
Pushing air for no reason
Spilling every ounce I have ever imagined.
Tasting bits of passion mixed with self created frustration
Is the sight a distraction?
Is there a flaw?
Your silence is a cold awakening.
My eyes spy guts on the floor carrying doubt
released June 13, 2013
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