

Tried the Hellos Againbut shes some sort of word addict, socially deprived, with shaky hands glazed eyes I see her speak through people that are walls and places that have long forgotten her. If I could feed her lies dripping from an IV, I would just to erase this cold comfort thats come between two amicableTried the Hellos Again
wannabesomebodies. Neither sure where the resentment started, it seemed to birth itself long ago among outsiders, girls that dont bother to speak when spoken to. Now, whats creaks of conversation to her, still spitting lies, the ugly things that cross h


DescentSo you burned your bridges, threw in the pens and the papers,Descent
the poems and the prose, every facet that might attach you
to this world and banish you from the next. Burnt up
in the flames, like a signal left for some ancient gods begging them to carry you away. Not a fire
but a block of ice within you, spilling out into your veins, an injection
of complications, Depression
spinning not out of
control, but in
when
Life wasn't supposed to be
this hard to let go of, but
letting go meant
giving in.


Leaving HomeYou moved into our father's apartment. It was appropriate. You never lived there. He would have wanted you to, I guess. So you trashed the video tapes, stack after stack of memorabilia, proof that you can waste your life, die, in front of a television set. Soon my home will become your home, where you raise your first real family, You didn't kick me out, I left willinglyLeaving Home
because I knew
not that he would haunt me there but would follow me wherever I went. He'd just like it better that way if I
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~Eager Lovesick Lullaby
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