Help me! help me! now I call
To my pretty witchcrafts all;
Old I am, and cannot do
That I was accustomed to.
Bring your magics, spells, and charms,
To enflesh my thighs and arms;
Is there no way to beget
In my limbs their former heat?
æson had, as poets feign,
Baths that made him young again:
Find that medicine, if you can,
For your dry, decrepit man
Who would fain his strength renew,
Were it but to pleasure you.

Coffee in the mornings
******* afternoons
Smoking joints in joints
Listening to music
Every night by moon

My youth went up
As another puff
As another sniff , a wiff
And before I knew it
I was looking very ruff

I can't even remember
If I slept at all
Or who I was sleeping with
For all I see are faces
Their names I don't recall

Rosebud tripped on the step
Coming out the entrance door
She fell into my open arms
I would never be the same man
As I was just before

See most women
Leave their jewelry
Rosebud left her name

Rosebud loved the thunder
Rosebud loved the rain
She scared me like lightning
Laugh at all my pain


She never asked me if I loved her
She never said the same
She laid her head upon my shoulder
Said when you're gone
I will be sorely pained

Rosebud tripped on the step
Coming out the entrance door
And fell into my open arms
I would never be the same man
As I was just before

See most woman
Leave their jewelry
Rosebud left her name .

Today I touched you for the last time.
There are still traces of your skin on my face,
I build the remains of you under my head.
You wanted to die in some different time,
With your eyes open,
Covered with jasmine petals,
In the dim fairy tale without stars,
Without my touch and silence painted in the colors of the sky.
I forgot the melody of your breathing,
The length of your looks between flickers
And the outline of your body left in the snow.
With every breath I sense the taste of you -
Raspberry flavor with the addition of cherries
And sometimes, blackberry wine.
Because I feel intoxicated by your being,
You vaporize through my every pore.
In each one of them I keep you,
Like your fingerprints on my heart
And the softness of your body under my fingers.
Today I touched you for the last time.
If only I knew it was so.

I can't sleep
The insomniac back
I want him
I have him
But not quite
He doesn't know I like him
Idk if he likes me
I'm stuck
Idk what to do
I'm upset
Fustrated
Sad
Angry
Messed up
Verge of tears
This fucken ****
*****
I hate this *******

I'm Fustrated
At myself
Mostly
In you
A little
I want to tell you
I like you
A lot
A **** load
Okay
Like yeah
But
I can't
I'm fucken scared
Scared it'll ruin what we have
Already
Fucken scared
It'll ruin our friendship
What do I do