Friday, January 20, 2012

stop talking about that!

Oh, how I hate, despise, abhor the conversation I just had. Talks about lost & losing someone close to you is like visualizing losing a limb, losing one of your senses, only far, far worse.

Now, do I just go to bed, pretending to try to sleep (which I know perfectly well I can't) or do I hit the shower to drown this wretching sobs?

The choice is obvious, aint it?

Wednesday, January 04, 2012

Fading

Sometimes, fading into the darkness
Would be be the best route
Before what's left of the broken heart
Are shattered into a million shard