Does it really matter Whose fault it was What’s been done Can’t be undone Anyways
There’s a hollow place Where your heart belongs Its vacuous emptiness Drains all compassion Consumes without satiation
There was a day. it was in August we visited your mother in the hospital. Afterwards we wen… to a beach side burger joint.
Passions pit perfervid. Smoking cinders, and coals endure petulantly past their prime. Blisters and puss
I can no longer trust my mind not to betray me, and devour me To bury me with thoughts of insecu… Was it love was it something else
I’ve lost it again The words were just there Right on the tip Of my mind Now they’ve descended
2014-12-28-21-44-05 It is a myth When they say “The pieces you give away You never get back”
When I got over the hill the girls hooted and I skated down the fun side of the arched bridge over the river. Carving hard
How was it possible? Why on earth Did it never happen Before? How did you change
The cherry red tip of ash falls from her cigarette to make love with a dry autumn leaf and set the forest ablaze.
Spent my whole life In a war zone Where everyman proves his metal by showing
Never again Will I be the means Used to deal my love an injury Never again
There are so many things I’d like to say to you But when I see your face My mind just goes blank I’m terrified
The way to a man’s heart Is through his stomach Or so the saying goes But things are seldom So simple as that
If anyone but you Had told me not to talk to you They would never have succeeded I let you go Because you asked me to.