Thursday, April 9, 2009

Honestly, this isn't worth reading.

Ripped open and naked i throw myself against an apathetic wall who deigns to recognize but never fall.

Cold as the stone's which reared her i chill my passions like murdered men waiting for their stories to be told.

Forget me now and leave me later, i'll stay with you because i can.

A man a miniature of body and giant of practice i fall behind his shadow, darkened to focused eyes or concerning love.

Hew my body from the rock quarry of your affection and polish me for a mirror armor shine to distract your Quixote father.

Forget me now and leave me later, i'll stay with you because you ask.

Cast our chances like dice across a player board of state line and mountains to luck and fuck if i know what'll happen.

Bring this to a new place and new faces to impress our un-impressiveness upon them.

Forget me now and leave too, i stayed with you because i could.

Forgotten now and left to leave, i leave myself behind because i must.



I'm in no place to be writing but sometimes it's better to just put it somewhere admit that a part of me want's someone to read this and tell me to chill the fuck out. or read it and tell me that it'll all be okay...sometimes broken love needs to be mended by strangers. oh lord, i'm too drinky for this. goodnight.