I am covered with blood. I do not sleep in my bed. My bed was taken from me, because it was soaked with my brother and mothers blood.

I do not live at home. My home was taken from me. Where I used to feel safe, at home where I was okay.

I will not sleep in my bed again. I will not feel safe again. I have no home.

"Let it roll past your lips - ennui ( Read more... )

I have nothing more than what I will do for you. I cant swim any farther than than your current will let me. A hawk being eaten by a mouse. A poem changing your mind. Me not drinking beer out of our broken bottle.

I have dreamed of you. I have seen you in more detail and in colors than the this friged reality can offer. I have stood and wept in a room full of smoke and confused conversation watching you. A small basement with support beams exposed, painted over. Crowded with people I don't know. Empty. A woman that weeps and sings what I know. Who cries with ( Read more... )

When you went you could have left me a letter or a gun.
'Sorrow makes for sincerity.'
You don't want them. Just want to be wanted. The secret is only to see them enough to make them want you. No more.
The opposite of death is desire.

Ive always loved the women I cant have. Hypnos is actually a woman. A beautiful woman who likes to play hard to get. She likes to love others or even just flirt with others in front of me. She likes to make me jealous. And it works. And I want her even more ( Read more... )

Its always about a girl. Though they make everything complicated. Its always a woman. Your drinking because a woman. Your drinking because of no woman. Your better off without her. You know that or you think you do. What the fuck you do you know? And they know it.

Holding my eyes open will keep my dreams away.

When all are asleep I wait. You can relate. You understand. You are Naught. O! that I could have more. One that would see the world for what it is. Two to share the wisdom of Dionysus. Bliss unto me to be one ( Read more... )

Back in Vancouver. Left Las Vegas, life there would not work. It hasnt stopped raining since I got back. I guess I might have been wrong. Same life, different climate. Ive gone over 3500 miles since. A lot of what I am has come rising back up. Like a body tied to a cinder block and dumped into a lake. You can hide it for a while but it always comes ( Read more... )

'You are talking as in a fever,' said Wanda agitatedly; 'and you really love me so endlessly?' She held me to her breast, and covered me with kisses. 'you really want it ( Read more... )