along the road of disregard

I walked, hand in hand with destiny

teasing it to tell my stories end

greeted only with silence

and solemn vows

to keep placing one foot

in front of the other

until we reached our journey’s end

where my past flashed before my eyes

before making peace with every shard

of shame

To be truthful my life has
been a waste of space. I
have contributed no thing of
value. Not beauty, or trust.

I have shared treasured
moments with friends and
family, all gone to ashes
everyone.  I have struggled
with the toxicity of this ephemeral life and poisoned
myself.  

When I die the clouds above
me will flee to warmer climes
where I was happy once.

Caroline Shank

She fell in love with a man between the sheets,
Sheets of black ink,
And Victorian writing.

Ok, I get the message
I guess my feelings, to you, were pretentious

I dont know what i was expecting
I was just fishing for affection

Seems like im often unprotected
And oftentimes become relentless

Nowadays im so restless
I always have a heart on my sleeve

But my mind is demented
  of all these people that took advantage
of me

I should’ve demanded a fee
I guess my own disadvantage was me