Tuesday, September 09, 2008
i finally see i was holding onto a thread of desperation. awesome. i move on. with wires cutting into me as i move on. i dont know why but your cold calm contemplation burnt me. here its over. move on. why. my blind eyes did not see it. move on. i have concrete shoes for a grave. move on. this too shall pass said debra. move on. unhook the fish hooks and crack the chains. move on. shut up. move on. i dont want to. move on.
i want to gorge out my right eye, so i can enjoy my left better. poke. im along my self again so along i be will.
i can hope that you will one day see that your missing the times i was close. then maybe i might have a chance again. i wont screw up. il move on by the time that happens. freshly cut grass. do you get me now? i suffer from a heart disease uncurable so dont bother i guess.
cut me like butter
here i was, there i go.
7:59:00 PM
