Insane mess

by b r i d g e t   Apr 9, 2007


I'm in need of an arm
around me
suffocating my heart into
not working
or beating
or capable of loving ever again
because my heads screwed up
and my feet are down
running around this f**cking town
stressed and medicated
screaming and hitting
she's an insane mess
she needs to get something off her chest...

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