"katrina" the paisley, hibiscus-printed aftermath sunburned, peeled and salty i'm adding to the ocean, the mid-atlantic breeze giving me that last push into the undertow
how does it feel to drown - is it like flying? after the eventual suffocation of love, i am rounded and bloated, washed ashore.
"an anti-depressant swan song" i am prepared to wrap myself in purple lace - a new uniform for a drunken chanteuse plump with laughter; a crush's flush
swallowing pride with pills beer-stained and tear-kissed, i will sit on the porch and watch the wrecking ball destroy the house of...love
"it doesn't work that way" while i dreamed of peach tulips and lavender vanilla cakes, your eyes were on the door.
you are not allowed to protect me if you leave. your jealousy is worthless if i am no longer your possession.
i am only getting older, and any semblance of the life i dream of becomes less attainable by the day
"i took at ego trip on my summer vacation" at a standstill on the bridge as $3+ per gallon depletes our debit cards
i've never been wrapped up in someone's arms on the shoreline; instead love almost let me drown love left me on the sand to burn, to drink and dance towards another
it's the sin of wanting to be more important than you ever will be, or deserve to be
"finish the unfinished" it didn't take you too long, did it? that's the way that it goes in this day and age, it's out of sight, out of mind but it's been like this for months
i was more the friend you fuck than the fuck you love and there's a huge difference
you never have to take back what you never said you never have to erase and delete what you didn't pen a sort of secret, for show for family and friends to know but you didn't need me...
i was always one to display, speaking all the love waiting for something grand that never came i can't wait anymore
delusions, inspirations i know i should never open up again sacrificing health, any shread of wealth i ever had just to be with you
"hero worship" i didn't want to be your cause a mission to embark on or a broken soul to save
i've survived alone longer than this i'm not deficient in any way all i ever wanted: acceptance and love (elusive)
the charm of my intensity faded into annoyance and your sense of responsibility (along with your libido) brought you back to my door again and again
don't do me anymore favors don't ask around as to how i am just watch your mouth; your careless words still kill... still kill...
"scenes from the mood swing" another false start 2 years in the making repeating lines of everything i live for
i'm never going "home" no resting place for me no residence to bury my heart into
folding into laundry drilling into thoughts of suicide i'm logging this all in for keeps
i'm keeping time in halves and quarters dividing into instances -- how many cuts must be made before the cast is complete?
i'll drive away again always on your terms; never on mine.
"(un)lucky 13?" will the change come with the invention of a twist on supersition? have i broken down the list into an equation replacing the variables with true values?
"borders" another interstate i'm driving but somehow the left seems better than the right this time, i swear trust my scenic heart attack and a walk on fragile sands i was the queen, i was everything
shut the window because i've never been this full of life and i would never have thought... i'll get a few more hours of sleep to crush that knowledge that i'm gonna be gone and i would never have thought... (that i'd do this)
is four days time enough to click the switch, to push me over and knock on your door?
another plane i'm flying on opposite destination from where i want to be but i'm further into the blue of love