well that's it
blazing flame of passion
snuffed, stifled, suffocated
all but forgotten in my
twisted love:
the lack thereof
emptiness, why so tangible?
so incompatible with reality
wired with lifelessness
dead in my arms as i
weep for it
still its dusty heart beats
with no indication of life
for mine beats too
withered and out of time
smothered with falsified feelings
saturated in what might be hatred
i haven't the mind to search
all i have are tattered pages and
a soul full of dust
the dust of a dwindling heart
infused with sorrow
,fading embers,
of a thousand dying stars
a thousand starving children
without the slightest comfort
in a world of tacks
everywhere we walk--
needles up. needles in
intravenous nihilism
twitching and trembling
until the veins burst
ruptured by loneliness
dire loneliness
is it better than the starving out there,
the starving in here?
an amalgam of stars
each imploding from its
tragic arrogance
why try, why give up?
it's easy to bash your skull against a
rockuntilyourbrainsstaineternity
but it's hard to let go too
to myself, why can't i?
is it easy, am i blind?
my struggle isn't null
my opinion is
null and void
void stains its own existence
a parody of itself
the Chaos of nothing
so I must reflect

You can force it
If you try
Grasp your wit
And learn to fly

The blood runs thickest when the blood runs cold
Some die young, and some die old
Cold is the fear; warm is the bold
Our deepest secrets are left untold
Sad thoughts in my mind are sung: manifold
Just to be stricken down with pain foretold
To the wind, cheerfully scattered is my mind
Searching to see there, nothing to find
The will of nature, beautiful yet unkind
You--to me, I soon shall bind
This ineffable mystery shall soon unwind
The seldom-seen seal of my sacrifice has been signed

My will to live fell asleep
A cat in the sunshine
The harsh light of truth:
I am dead.

There he sat
On Hospital steps
Pure agony coursed through him
Hands to head: praying
Fingers interlocked
A weave of sorrow
Praying to his God
A God who would not answer
Why should He?