No, you did not just add salt to the wound.
You pried it open.

We use Red to represent bad, the devil, so when we hand those red roses over to our lover what are we really saying?

The world we live in
No matter what it continues to spin
Not enough time to wonder what could have been
If one has no time to live, what then?



We are on a thin line
Able to perish by even a small pine
Sometimes we like to feel divine
But we all reach an end to our time.



We must learn to cherish it
Not by laying back and taking a hit
Not by living your life like a skit
But by using your wit.



We are promised no second
We must live as if we have no second
Learn what we can
And not be reckless.



Enjoy life
It is the only one we have
It all can end so fast
Don’t let one dumb mistake be your last.

There once was a time
I had a head and a heart
But no mind
No line
That was drawn
To protect me
From love.
From fear.

Consumed,
I wait in the grainy Fog.
It settles on my nose
Eyelashes,
Ears.

The fear is silent
Yet so loud
I cant help but scream
To overcome it.

Weary
Of this love
I want to shove it
Away

Now what do I say
To my dear friend,
My Love,
Who no longer sees me the same way?

Yet still wants to be close to me,
Pulls for me.
Calls to me.

Alas, all I see
Hear
Smell
is Fog.
Well
where is this
Hell
of a line now?

How
Do I tell
What I need.
Do I feed my heart or my mind
Do what I need, and draw this line?
Or what I want, and indulge?

The fog remains
As a stain.
The answer, I cannot find.

Sometimes you have to draw a l
                                                        i
                                                        n
                                                        e in the sand.

Torment, guilt, and regret.
These are the fruits of today.
These poisonous fruits,
grow on every tree in my garden.
Aching inside, they laugh at me,
taunt me

These three feelings combined,
wrapped in silk,
ruin my love,
my life
my dreams

I see stories in people's face
The elder lady
The younger teen
The middle aged married guy

All the happiness in their smile
The hard ache in their eyes
I have never walked in their shoes
Never heard their voice

Born to live
Heartaches seek pain
Worlds and hearts  apart
Don't cross the line