Times fleeting again
my words
my intellect
Its hard to find peace
with where you are or what you're doing.

Life is made up of moments
and it is important to cherish whatever it is while you have it.
Those moments are your life


*Picking through the weekends half smoked cigarette butts
to find any remnants of worth.

I can't help but to catch myself evidently not taking my own advice
mostly because I retract myself from the thought
that these are my moments alone.

Where can I find solace and happiness if I cannot find it within myself?
I forgot what it feels like to be warm.
I forgot what a genuine smile feels like.

My eyes
My eyes have masked over
I'm lost
It's everyone else thinking I'm sane that keeps me sane.