What a waste it is—
to be human
and be contained.

The burn I swallow,
it has a familiar taste.
I think it's of you.

Running, running
far away.
Escaping dreams
of yesterday.
Faster, faster
there I go.
Forgetting things
you'll never know.
Dying, dying
deep inside.
Find a place
for me to hide.
Catching, catching
up with me.
No more running
from reality.
Stopping, stopping
let me cry.
Finding a way
to say goodbye.

My mind is everywhere and nowhere
So close to nothingness
It would have
Could have
Ended right there

"I liked your smile better
When you were younger,"
She said
I was tempted to ask why
But we both knew.

There are a lot of things I regret.
The most I regret is
Wishing that he was dead.
Rather than living
To hurt me
Crushing my heart.
I never wanted
Anything bad
even for my worst enemies.
But he drove me to the point
Where I wished for his death.

I wonder
Who is actually
The monster here.

We share hurt
unbearable pain
our truths are not always pretty
but we have each other

We get excited about the little detail
and absorb aches in the aftermath
of hope ... lost
often we believe love is not ours to have

But we are friends
and we love each other
no matter what
to infinity and beyond, my friend, my Werner.

its strange
ive never met
you
but
i miss you
more
&
more
each day you
are not
here