I left you
For no good reason
(I mean, apart from the plane tickets)
I left in our in-between season
Not just physically;
I checked out before then.
I checked out emotionally;
And my god did you know!

You kicked and screamed
You've got a sailor's mouth
Ranging from "******* anyways." To "please,we'll work something out."
It was the best thing for you
I knew you'd meet someone real
Only I didn't know how badly others would treat you, didn't know the deal.
They held you and hurt you
They caressed and scraped
They kissed and bit;
And a hollow girl they made

But I'll stay for now,if only through
Poetry and codes;
And maybe someday again,
We'll intertwine our roads.

Here I stand
With the world in my hand
Yet somehow I feel so empty...

Covered in blood
This doesn't feel as it should
This victory feels so empty...

My armies flood the plains
Trampling bodies of the slain
And yet, I am alone

Above the crowd
I stand tall and so proud
But I am hollow inside,
Left with no fight

Late night thoughts
Words glorified by the night,
Each letter's meaning becomes fully realized.
Text stretched into the third dimension
Written into the imagination
And Laced with promise.
Yet day breaks,
The sun reaches from the horizon
to pull the veil of night.
Its bright glare shatters the illusion,
exposing the hollow promise
inside each letter's shallow meaning.

I have them; people
who can't live alone
i crawl through
mud of ironic smiles
teeth yellowed by
nicotine death but
you never saw me
the way I wanted you
to, anyway, let's re
begin

I'm running
spilling blood
snail trails
slimy leftovers
my footprints
aching soles
reaching out to
mend
other aching souls
each pill a haze
each hit a day's gaze
away from this
I need to be
alone without being solitary
drown me in - no
I can do it myself.
hit me, i want this
will you promise
to keep my collar tight?

.. I'm afraid: if I breathe fresh air
what will become of my sweet staleness
sitting in heaven's refuse
i'm among such
**** sinners
my perfect brokenness
hush, i'm spinning
bring more pills, when you return.
I'm sober ( I hate this)