Come let's strike the match
watch it burn..
not too much left to generate heat
I can't live on what was
you shouldn't hope for what will never be
Perpetual ambivalence....no cure
I'll hold your hand as we walk thru
Don't be afraid we'll come out ok
just not together..

I wear my skin like a shirt, because I am not myself.

i blame the stars
and you blame me.
drunk
with broken hearts
we both try to find
solace

You breathed your words into me
You shook all you, we, couldn't say
If a hug could speak it would have said,
*"Sometimes, there are no words."

rolling through the night
on a cascade of melancholy
   wishing for days past
     expecting change to days present
       alive with hope
for days to come.