Maybe I should leave this place
Leave all the memories behind...

I roll over on to my..
Rolling over I see...

Time flows
in uneven turrets...

What do you do
To keep up...

You dont understand the depths of my self-loathing
The worthlessness I call me...

The ink is on the floor
my hand can hold the quill no longer...

Time simmers like a placid lake,
each life making a ripple...

I look at the world
Through my stain glass soul...

Time has come for me to go
I miss you and Im not gone yet...

Glitter
Shiny, small, light flakes...

Whispering kisses
raspberry lips...

I am not you
you cant answer for me...