First thing's first.. if you're one of the many who are hurting. You're not alone. If anyone ever needs someone to talk to, please feel free to talk to me. Out of the blue or not, if I can help, I will. |
Don't be clear, paint the mirrors black,
Hurt me dear, always turn your back...
Hide the legs in the walls and the heart in the...
Put the arms in the floors and the body in the...
They can't feel me and they don't know me.
They allure and detract but only slightly...
Drink in the mirror on the bathroom wall.
Miss yourself and miss the pieces that fall...
Your honesty is brutal and arbitrary.. I'll never...
Can you, my full moon, be far too serious...
The unorthodox
Plier can a be shadow...
The bystander is self-centered,
a bleeding heart's betrayer...
Split apart from the start,
supercilious and super serious...
(Crooked pictures with shadowed edges
buried between pages dear but unclear...
Love's a lot of letters
important and unfettered...
My sophist sweetheart stints aortas with antipathy. |
To be mindful of the future is to dream too daringly, as dwelling upon memory. When time or setting affect a decision, morals, like blades, lose edges and grow pits. |
That which is merely possible need not be within reach to be such. And that which is within reach need not seem possible. |