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Summer's End
For the infinite tomorrows And for the one I dread the most. The one that haunts me like a ghost; The dream of you. And for the hundred some-odd yesterday’s Where that haunting turned to mirth ...
Memento Amare
Remember that you have to die. Remember you can live. Remember that I wanted you to fight when you would quit. Remember that I loved you even when we couldn’t sit Together in a part of you you w...
Stormclouds
I’ve got angels on my brain. A million perfect faces in a million perfect voices singing all - your perfect name. And they made a place in Heaven Alone for dreams of you. A greener grass in para...
Asphodel
I’ll love you better over there. Where angel’s envy you your rest. A place I’ll finally call you back - and say goodbye. Goodbye mom.
Never Ready
Ephemeral one Don’t waste your breath Wondering whether we’ll walk without waking while wandering west Where the sun sets Where the heart rests Where this dream will come screeching into dust a...
Push
You’re not worth the dirt they’ll bury you under, or the flowers they’ll scatter over that yawning, gaping ruin where they’ll leave you to rot.
The Catch
Another rye and ginger because being an alcoholic is a personality trait, and you can pretend it helps you sleep at night, when it knocks you off your feet. Another drink Convince yourself you’re...
Ophelia
Bury me in rue. For the sleepless nights I danced with you; All twists, and turns, and shouting, too. For the way you kissed me right on cue. For the quiet places we withdrew; To sing, to talk. ...
Mortality
Eternity is sweet, but a moment’s sweeter. …
A Scapegoat
What’s forever to a man? Only so long as he can keep his eyes open.
In Vino Veritas
This Devil’s drink You sell your soul for the briefest glimpse of absolution Monster.
Inexorable Tomorrow
10/31 I hate to be the one to burst your bubble. I shot for the moon, and landed in rubble. Those motivational posters weren’t worth the trouble. Or maybe they should have sent someone with stubb...
Little Blue Omens
I dressed you in forget me nots one hundred thousand wished me luck. You stripped them naked, pluck by pluck, two hundred thousand love-me-nots. I should have counted, should have thought. An od...
Poptarts and Tragedy
Sitting by the dim lamp You know the one it hurts your eyes It’s freezing out but the fan’s on White noise helps drown black thoughts at night Pop tarts and pilsner and a scratch on my tongue A b...
Vegas
I’ve been getting calls from the Deparment of Justice. Finally - I’m wanted. Is it justice or fraud, though? I don’t really know. Don’t call it tax evasion - Tax procrastination, rather. I’ve nev...
Ghosts
You’re writing for ghosts of the friends you invented All dancing around in a brain so demented They wait around hanging on every last word Convinced that your thoughts are the best in the world ...
Weekend Woes
10/05 A heart on a string Is it a noose or a ring? And it’s a hell of a thing to make me choose === 10/06 The city’s below me the sun’s in my face. Gravity’s dragging me back to this place. The t...
To Love
Fall begins again It was cooler when I met you. The ghost of summer swirling through the winter of our love. The middle’s all in where it ends, and where did it end? My cheek still burns from whe...
Valentine
It takes two to make love. Anything less than that and you’re just playing with yourself.
The Hanged Man
I’ll probably delete this later. It isn’t really my [image] if you know what I mean. There’s a great deal I want to write about, to get off my chest, but the words escape me - like everything els...
Promise
Bury me under forget-me-nots, or in your thoughts, or somewhere where these dreams might stop - and I can get away.
Beneath the Mask
You’re upset, because I’m dishonest. But how can I be honest when I’m talking through a mask? The one I wore today, the one that’s just for you. The one I’ll cover up tomorrow for someone else...
Guilt
How do I stop being so down on myself? My few friends are more than I deserve, yet it’s never enough. I want to be the best. I want to be the favourite. I want to be loved. In love - With the id...
Beyond the Beaten Path
I’ve been wanting to die, again. Though perhaps it’s just I’m unmotivated to live? It’s the same sad song I’ve mumbled since I started here. You always said I mumbled too much. Sorry. I’ve never ...
