It is dark and I am at peace
Slithering into the whites of my eyes
The blackness sheets and covers my body
rippling its white hot way down my spine
somehow finding its way into my little black toenails
it drenches me with a sweat that gives me a sweet tingly sensation
down passed my bones;
soon the darkness will consume me.

We* all have weights on our shoulders
                                                       ­ so
Why *discriminate people for their weight?
We all have fats in our body
so why single out and point at that plump person
just to have a good laugh ?
                                                       or
Are you so insecure of yourself?
There are only two types of people in the world;
those who are happy and those who are miserable.
So don't look at our physical weight,
look at our tired shoulders
who have been carrying our emotional weight.

choose your drug
your brand
drift into *** with meaningless women
the bite of liquor
the tang of ecstasy

choose it now
you'll need a crutch

generation gone
face half-remembered
select it now

the deepest of wounds need to be covered
tonight

let your drug consume you
take you away

for one moment,
*forget

they tell you you'll get better
after you start the pills
but what if
just maybe
you dont want to get better

Silence
Drops a dark void on deep thinkers
The wool over their eyes
The sound of their cries

Silence
Pulls the rug out from under legs
Hopes drop to the ground
Dreams shatter to pieces

Silence
Gives time to think for the mad
Time to mourn for the sad
Time for decline of the joyous

Silence
Darkness engulfs the area surrounding
There is nothing
There is no one

Silence
It injures
It ruins
It kills

Silence
It never ends

she likes to tell him that
his eyelashes remind her
of feathers, black feathers
like a crow
and he laughs
it vibrates against her skin
she tells him that
his lips taste like gumdrops
and his skin smells like
pine needles
and he doesn't know
what to make of her words
& how they're beautiful
& crazy all at once
she likes to breathe him in
little by little
to make sure memories
are gonna last
& there's an ocean in his eyes
she feels waves rocking
and she wants to float
and not drown
sometimes she's afraid
of her heart and all that she can feel
but this is the part
when they grow silent
and he traces his fingers down her back
because sometimes silence
is the best response