She cried In the sun as we sat on the
concrete lip of a family plot.
told me her regrets of returning God's gift.
Life would be so different.
I can never get it back, I'm so ungrateful.

The world underlies.

And we are sensitive people.

When my legs
fail the body I am tired of
Having a mind
                 Again silk wisps of a still scene of dream
                         I cannot yet bat the trajectory before I pause, where and when was that?

Where and when am I



Let me die

My mind is already torturous enough
So, get the **** out
Quit messing with my head
An exhausting, hazy fog blurring my vision
Stop dancing about and playing these games
Just leave...
They think that I need you?
You think that I need you?
How amusing, my dear
Everyone has it all wrong
I never let you inside my humble abode
Don’t think for a moment I’ll consider
I reckon for the first time in a while
I am truly sickened
Such foolish actions should come with a cost

You say you are numb.
That is not numb.
I have felt numb.

That is pain
Behind a mask of
Numbness.

Ur the deep Ocean iv been drowning in..
The vast blue sky that consumes me..
To the moon and back..
Ur the reason im Smiling..
My one and only...
You my darling You..