You Are 64% Evil
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I'm not happy.

I'm sick and pouring out of all orifices,
officially depressed, compromised, and ignored.
Thrown away. Obese. Imprisoned-in a mountain of used tissues.
And *oh* so self destructive.

I'm hacking up a hoarse,
and a bleeding heart...

*choke, hack, die*

If only things were that simple.

New York is amazing. Everything I wanted it to be,
and more. Clubs and bars don't even ask my age,
and they serve drinks. Beautiful people. My days are
filled, and I don't want to leave.

I miss my wife though incredibly. I really do.
Pathetic? You tell me.

My head hurts.
And I'm all shades of grey.
Out of the blue.
I'm fucking exhausted.
Not from doing too much, but from doing
nothing, and spinning out of controlagain. and again. again. again. again ( Read more... )

Just woke up like two minutes ago ( Read more... )

"While you are away
my heart comes undone
slowly unravels
in a ball of yarn

the devil collects it
with a grin
our love
in a ball of yarn

he'll never return it

so when you come back
we'll have to make new love"

These days I don't have much to say,
and yet I have everything. I'm introverted,
but everything seems to be bubbling under the surface.
A lot of mental changes since Monday night.

I guess until I can put everything in words,
I'll just substitute it with a poem:

Body Through Which the Dream FlowsYou count up everything you have ( Read more... )

Climbed the tangled funeral pile of pain ( Read more... )

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