Let my joy be a promise To my future self Who is so beautiful Even if she isn’t pretty.
The blur of lighted cars Flying in a flurry down The highway at night Soothes me in the Most unorthodox way.
If I should die before I wake, don’t cry, For that was what I always wanted…
I came back from a mortal hell, But on my way home, I saw no white god, And I saw no golden spirit, And I saw no true son.
He thinks I’m pretty And maybe too witty, That I was worth the fight. He claimed he’s so glad. I’m the best he’s ever had.
Nobody wishes so Such as me To die quickly Or be mauled in Such a manner that
Don’t cry Don’t cry Don’t cry Because it’s your birthday.
I ran from you all my life. I’ve had problems, But that doesn’t make it right.
God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
Mark, I miss you, And I love you. Each day is lost Without you.
I feel that one never stops Loving their past loved ones. The nostalgia remembers all the Times when you slept in their bed, When you first opened up,
Twigs on fire Never linger, never flit. Their emotions stand dire To the situation that cannot be sp… Twigs on fire never see.
Then he said, “I never said I was… Then I said, “I never asked you t… Then we kissed.
Love is the sickness. Love is the cure.
If flowers could cry, Would the water out-spilled Also drown them Like a sloshing grave of Wet mud?
