Call me Old Soul
For I have come long and far
An incorporeal Traveler
A human spirit drifting beyond mortal bars

Once I knew of form
Felt the warmth of Sun on skin
But then my Life and World ended
My eternal Soul this trek to begin

In wake of Great War's destruction
My mind survived intact
And freed of a Body's limits
I fled Earth's Tomb never to look back

Passing beyond the Sky I reached the cosmic pale
And journeyed its Infinite Path through deep black void
Discovering worlds and witnessing endless cycles
Life born, life evolved, life destroyed

Sometimes I entered entities
Lurking within Consciousness unknown
Experiencing vicariously their joys and sorrows
The sharing of such my sweet gold

Always however my Wandering resumed
For the lure of Space was too strong
I found I craved the Freedom it gave
And as Impassioned Pilgrim moved on

Through my Span of Millennia and galaxies
I have read the Universe's story
I have raised the Veil to touch the mien
Of a Vast and Exquisite glory

Continuing on I shall discern new horizons
As the Depths of Existence I chart
Enduring therein as a Timeless observer
A spirit dancing lightly across the stars

There is an infinite number of reasons
To take my leave of your world
For an instance, our numbered days
The way you sip your liquor before dawn
Or the upbringing that has messed me up

With every passing day
I find new reasons to fly away
Perhaps into the arms of another
Or to a mystical land of the unknown

My time is running out, is it not?
I have been desperately delaying my own departure
In the faint hope that I may not need to go
Maybe suddenly I will be something to you

You said your goodbye to the thunderstorm
Perhaps when summer leaves
I will find my way to leave, too
One of us has to, anyway

This isn't a poem;
But it's hard not to miss some people,
when you see things that remind you of them,
when shows play that remind you of them,
when songs stream that remind you of them,
of their voice,
of how you used to be...
I wish things were the same.
Maybe they can be the same.
Maybe I should stop holding on to memories
(but they're all I have).

You litte ******
Dont question  me
You little ******
Try to fight back at me!
You little ******
Get mad
Get ******!
Little  ******
Get up
Hurry  your fat *** up!
You little  ******
Clean your ******* blood off the floor
You little ******
Dont act like it hurts
You little  ******
You dont have a right  to feel sad
You little ******
Dont stare at me with your ugly ***
You little  ******
Im gonna ****  ya'
You little ******
Lets go out back
You little ******
Be lucky thats all you got
You little ******
Stop your crying
You little ******
Get up! Come on! Now!
You little ******
There aint no one to save you
You little ******
Get out of my sight
-
All things  my lovely father has said

to love you at the end of the time,
to make sure you happy forever,
to make you my last lover ever.