And how am I
to decide my future
when I don't even know how
to choose
what i should have for dinner?

We don't get better.

We just get used to the hurt.

Your garden is trying to **** me,
It reminds me of all the beauty I do not possess

I am just a young man
who is dark
like the Graves upon my path

Don't uphold my name
unless I've earned it

I've been cruel and murderous
the darkness made me more violent
a man with no soul
no conscious

~~♥~~

I used to think men
should be more like books
Both you cannot
judge by looks...

If I didn't want to finish reading
I put it down... no heart was bleeding

A book will never fuss or fight
It will stay with you
through the night...

It doesn't smoke. It doesn't drink.
It won't leave toothpaste
in the sink!

It doesn't binge... it don't eat...
It won't leave up the toilet seat!

It don't forget. It doesn't mope.
It won't hog the TV remote!

It doesn't have to have
The last say...
It doesn't have legs

to walk away.

But it's not soft. It isn't warm.
It doesn't keep you
safe from harm.

Even though it makes no fuss
It can't think. It can't discuss.

Even though it has its charms
it can't hold you in its arms.

It doesn't pine. It doesn't miss.
It can't hug and it can't kiss.

So now I think on it again...
... I think BOOKS should be
             more like MEN!!!


SoulSurvivor
2/20/2015

Pain?*

     I got so used to it,
it seemed like a normal thing to me.
     I became so obsessed with it,
I can't stop yearning for more.

Pain is such an inexplicable feeling leaving me breathless and desiring for more.