Sometimes it’s apocalyptic.
I’m there, in the eye of the storm, momentarily...
Death my seductress
My beloved mistress...
I’ve often wondered if the pills are following...
or if they’ve chosen roads less traveled...
My soul is genuinely tired;
My heart has been left on half empty for quite...
You ever have a craving?
One that’s not good...
Smilling face only.
We're all happy, aren't we...
so, here i am once more
alone...
The days pass by in a dizzying blur.
And I find myself counting the seconds until...
It's dark out
and it seems...
Nice things always
break...
Breathing in, feeling something,
Not sure its the greatest notion...
I found her...
Where most would probably flee...