Time
is all...
When with you, I was labelled trash.
Then you left me, burned up, ash...
I live with the hand
that life brings...
If I count
all my days...
FROM ONE WORD
RAPE...
whats going to happen to me-
now that the sky is falling...
the climb of heat
is but summer ploy...
There is a soundless voice inside of my head and...
Why me?
Why this again...
Engulfed
by the sea...
Limp and lifeless sat in the chair,
some might think I don't have a care...
if I were to be honest
honest with myself...