Steps to Insanity: The Storm II

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I don't know how I didn't
hear it
through the
silence,

I'm so used to being 
busy
and it's been
quiet.

I'm so used to the fast
life
the fast pace the fast
times.

That it completely slipped my 
mind
that everything's been
idle.

I need to keep it
busy.

I have to keep it
busy.

I want to keep it
busy.

To stay out of my head.

Well it's what I thought
I've
been
doing.

Staying out of my head.

I was wrong.

I don't even see the flips 
switch
I'm just
off.

And on and off
and
on it never
ends.

Constantly in my head thinking well damn.

If I could breathing now today.

What will they all have to say.

And why they couldn't say it to my face.

And then I realise I don't care...

But what exactly do I 
care
about?

If it's not them,
and it's not
life,
the fuck am I wasting this oxygen for?

The fuck am I wasting this time for?

To decompose like the rest of the world?

The other nothings like me with nothing else to show?

I wish my heart beat would take it slow...

Kind of relax and pace itself...

but I need to stay
busy.

but I have to stay
busy.

but I want to stay
busy.

To stay out of my head.

I guess that's how I didn't
hear
it through the
silence.

I guess that's why I didn't
hear
it even though it's
quiet.

Trying to live this fast life
fast pace
fast
times.

I really didn't hear the
crack...

the snap...

I didn't feel the tear...

the pain...


I didn't see my mind shut...

I didn't feel myself

break.

-Fez






[continuation of the Steps to Insanity series].

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