The cherry red tip of ash falls from her cigarette to make love with a dry autumn leaf and set the forest ablaze.
I can’t help wondering Was that really you Could it have been so High If I could answer
Passions pit perfervid. Smoking cinders, and coals endure petulantly past their prime. Blisters and puss
Letting go Is not a choice That I can just make There are no simple steps I can mechanically perform
Staring down Into my own Oblivion Self destruction Impossible to escape
You are a pain I can’t put out of… You are an ache I can’t cease to… The momentary joy worth limitless… Knowing the pain that was before m… I chose to embrace that momentary…
In the street. Pensive glares pregnant with meaning. Imagined Memories. Greetings between Former lovers wrenched
It didn’t happen all at once The stress of impact And the heat of friction Combined Has a natural result
Take care In how you engage the battle of who can care less. though it may
Today is the last day I am going to do this to myself The last day I will hold on to any hope Today is the last day
2014-12-29-23-07-15_journalx It is all too easy to be a smug pr… I don’t watch t.v. I don’t eat McDonald’s I don’t use facebook
I want you Out of my head Out of my heart I want your memory To leave me be
One more meeting Just one more Rendezvous And the courage To speak up
I’ve lost it again The words were just there Right on the tip Of my mind Now they’ve descended
Hope is so elusive It just won’t come near Hopelessness and foolishness Grasping to things that just aren’… I can’t seem to find freedom