7/17/08

5:00 AM



hindsight is 20/20
especially yours
living to fight
fighting to live
**** my brother and call me a *****

but something is still lurking
barely beneath
breathe in the fights
while fighting to breathe
watching is hurting
feeling you smirking
wondering whose scent is now on your sheets

somehow i'm still here
forever i might wait
realizing the lies
in the depths of your eyes
finding the pieces
amongst the diseases
trading in peace
for the most of each drug

unattracting myself
to your perfect bait

unlearning love
and executing hate.