Don't come at me with your cheerful
My wretched has settled in...
It seems that a common goal amongst our society is...
Wouldn't fit as a quote, so here it is...
I don’t feel hate for those who left me,
I don’t feel anger for those who used me...
you gave me color
back when gray had no meaning...
Everyone's gone mad; head hung high,
Eye's low, 'tween my facial lines...
She looked at herself
in the mirror...
Angels and devils
Are both in my mind...
You sit alone,
Hoping waiting...
kisses-
that fluttered...
finding Sarah lost in translation
of each diary page...
if Sarah was this nightly ruse
waiting for someone new...
We sit here in silence
watching the crows fly high...