Haven't done what I love

in so long.

Trying so hard to love.

Hurt for it.

*****, cut

blood,

want.

Hands,

bricks, numb.

20 years on this Earth,

had enough of this poison.

These little sticks of fire.

*******,
**** it. *******,
don't feel.
Don't care. Hate.  

*******, hate,
**** me,
hate. ****,
not good enough. Dead,
not good enough.

Dead this,
**** it,
lie,
forget about it in the morning.

Don't want anymore.

Finished with this language.

Don't care about command.

Just tryin' to be honest.

Don't want anymore good writing.

I want to know what to do.

I am sorry, New York.

I knew it was 5am.

I called anyways.

                               is now a fan of your poetry.

                               is now a fan of your poetry.

                               wrote a reaction to 26 January 2012

                               liked Texas, Part 1

                               liked Invalides

                               liked Invalides

                               is now a fan of your poetry.

Read this, think it's good.

Think I'm good. Don't know ****.  

Goodnight.

Goodnight, Sundance.

Goodnight, Texas.

Goodnight,
goodnight.