Love is the ulcer
and you are the bleed...

Insanity
Your love drove me mad...

First was the girl that smiled
with her quiet eloquent style...

The petals wither from my palm
Like my friends who are now long gone...

Silently and still is the night air
Motionless the lonely scene...

What a complete mess. various debris lay scattered...
across my train wreck of a room...

One more day, put on my mask
Forget the question they want to ask...

Not every man can be something great
Some are born with a tremendous weight...

What turns a mouse
into a man...

Suppose his red roses
don't carry disease...

As I walk in this night air
I cannot help but feel in despair...

Today is the day.
Unwanted happiness forced on you...