sitting in the middle of my room with the lights off while i smoke a cigarette.
June 2012
26 posts
And all too soon i’m lanced back into twilight
Unable to discern which way to turn
I’m giving up this fight, just floating with this endless night
expressionlessly watching innocent dreams burn
i beckon the witch who dwells in these darkest of woods
as bridges turn to ash, she is now my eternal company
“Coffee, Cigarettes, and Diet Soda make a Skinny boy.”
I want to live
but unrelenting is each day
What more can i give?
to keep my demons at bay
Self-worth? Emotions? Memories?
.
What good is life then
minus such things
Is everything in vain?
attempting to spread life’s wings
You know what, FUCK IT, lets try again.
Late at night
Don’t leave me alone
Late at night
My mind begins to roam
In and out
The memories begin
In and out
Each pain relived
For hours on end
I question and fiddle
For hours on end
Just me and my riddle
.
Here comes the sun
Time for my smile
Being scared of the unknown breeds trivial doubts
so let’s sink into one another and forget this world.
Thinking causes too much confusion and i need a way out
so let’s move with innocent impulses and just be.
Never severing our intertwining threads on any account
until we’ve given this our all and taken what’s ours from this life.
For this one life i have will one day know no fear.
So here i stand ready to mature with only one question.
Are you the one that will also be here?