Disappearance is never quite as simple as
a one line poem...
Demon on the inside, where do I hide:hideaway-
the days never fade, freelance to your gage, let...
When I look at the world
I don't see what I used to see...
The atmosphere congealed-
with his silent mood...
That time again,
The time that keeps spinning...
A vase of roses sits upon my table
I just can't bear to touch or toss...
I light another cigarette
Up against the burning sky...
Do you see what I see?
Truth is an offense...
You live in this dark hole
At times you climb out...
Confusion
I don't know...
I hate seeing other people in relationships
Because I know I'll never have "The one...
Bless the kindness in your heart, Sister;
I never could love as vividly as you do...