Jun 2017
I sit in a constant state of drunken stupor
Watching the celestial gloaming of blooming eternity
Haunting the dead with songs of the living
And I am neither nor,
I mourn for heart beats lost to clocks
There is no keeping up for me
Time evades
Still
And stolen
Dried flower blooms long ago gone grey and colourless
mark calender pages and birthdays never known~A
Watching the celestial gloaming of blooming eternity
Haunting the dead with songs of the living
And I am neither nor,
I mourn for heart beats lost to clocks
There is no keeping up for me
Time evades
Still
And stolen
Dried flower blooms long ago gone grey and colourless
mark calender pages and birthdays never known~A
I'm in love with you. I've gone bat **** crazy and that's ok. I quit my country club job and my escort job. Bet not many of you knew what I was. It matters not. Stella is well. She finally stopped crying for her absent father. And for the first time in my odd and long life, I smile once in a while;)
Oh, and I still can't sleep.
Oh, and I still can't sleep.
