June 2009
Seperation (June 13th, 2009)
I promised myself i’d never relapse,
But look at me now;
With bloodshot eyes and a grave eyeing me so lustfully,
I bathe facedown in my own remorse.
I’m embellished with the rancor i fought so dauntlessly against,
Yet it brought me down on all fours.
So this is how it feels to be asleep and not even know it.
This is how it is to live through life,
...
He wonders when his life returns,
He wonders when he can breathe again.
He wonders why his feet bleed so much,
He wonders why he cuts them up.
He wonders why he speaks so much,
He wonders why they mean so little.
He wonders why the light burnt out,
He wonders why he turned away.
He wonders why you love him;
I wonder why you love me still,
I wonder everyday
Dear Lovers, Mothers and Fathers, Sons and Daughters;
How can one live in a world such as this? Fake smiles revolving behind masks that so many wear to hide distant wrinkles that our weathered faces portray, and for what? What have we to gain from living a life of nothing? With fear gripping at our very throats, we walk with leashes to please those who threaten to ruin the little...
