Sunday, September 2, 2012 at 11:09PM the gift of free will only brings forth the worst intentions with minimal care for collateral damage.
how i wish to never hear the aching cries of the children, their soundwaves pierce the hearts of many.
but it's only the truth that hurts so much that things cannot fix
a heavenly gate awaits only if it's believed in.
Monday, August 13, 2012 at 12:40AM i will not let you fall into pieces. the shards that will forever be the remains of your truth and your fiction will be of no use to me.
you must pull through, break through the entrance of heaven and yanked back by your noose to sit with me again.
hell won't ever teach the children how to behave, and thus they will never learn.
i don't ever want you running through my veins ever again.
with no transitions, no sutures, no resolutions.
so, so many have been lost and the remaining never want to be found.
this unnerving friction leaves me raw.
the cuts you leave make me feel perpetually, indefinitely uneasy.
the cuts that i need make me realize that i'm as vulnerable as you.
Saturday, August 11, 2012 at 11:24PM an incoherent whirlwind upsets the dust
a ravenous discourse pulses through our veins
a makeshift tourniquet to close the distance
with surgical precision, you still remain.
Sunday, August 5, 2012 at 10:39PM All I wanted to promise you was that it wouldn't hurt.