Unfulfilled wishes
Lamplight rain
Ferry boat blue
Bullet train

Growing older
Inner pain
Poetry:
Good insane.

if not knowing is a permanent state
and its true I do know nothing

this being a natural way of understanding

-truth is to be enjoyed and peaceful acceptance
a normal everyday way of living.

Deep cuts self harm
life's a con
hurting Mom
she just Loves me
my money farm.
Coke whoonga
and ****
the devil  
plant's these toxic seeds.
Addicted
cloned
out on my own
satan itself
just left me
alone.
The kid the Former
born for the future
trapped in a corner.
Choose well
don't use
don't sell
a gangsters paradise
is the closest to hell.
Get out WALK proud
death has your head
cloaked in A bout.
Life is short
it cannot be bought
and Angels dwell
where demon's
can't WALK .

i wish i could go back in time
and see my younger self
and warn him
that it would only get worse

Am I suffering beautifully?
Do I wear my agony like a crown?
Adorn it with pearls and jewels,
And parade it into town?

Is my pain reasonable enough?
Do I raise it up or tone it down?
I’ll try to cry pretty, tiny tears,
In fact, I'd do it in my gown!

For even in despair, I should be desirable,
Dare not to be emotional, dare not to make a sound.
To be a woman is to bleed, but glamorously.
There shall be glitters in the meltdown.