I'm at that stop sign where we parked that night;
flooded in melancholia...
Just don't leave me behind and out of sight because
to you...I matter.

Wasting away, drunken displays,
I say pain speaks louder than words.
Take me somewhere dim In these shades I'm sinking In.
Sin all over, again and again...

I'm sighing, off-hand,
Cursing In my head;
Scattered like shards of crystal...

**** I'm so stubborn!
**** I'm too raw!
Like what's the meaning;
The point of this all?
Cross-stitches through my mind from time to time.
(Better to be somber then smile and lie.)

Tearing at myself counting my bruises,
I'm up and down and feeling muse-less.
Its all so hazy on these days I feel crazy,
But there's always that hope of that down-played "maybe".