We both know how this will end,
so don't pretend to be my friend...

*Written 5/11/11*
How do I look...

The salty sweat from their brown skin that...
Their calloused hands are now damaged beyond...

Poseidon's wrath lies behind your flooding lips.
They only part to spew out curses...

Reflections can be
cruel. They reveal the monsters...

I made the mistake
of jotting down my dreams on paper...

Snowflakes fall like tears
onto the gray lake. Silence...

Why do my words hurt so many but help so few?
Why do my lips have to work faster than my brain...

Being a fly on the wall is so overrated;
though I wish I didn't have to find out the hard...

Life is just a game of Russian roulette.
You play your reckless game...

Searching for a fix, but all I find is a dose of...
the same subtle chaos that destroyed me years ago...

A day away from my birthday, and I'm still not...
But why get excited over an outfit and a piece of...