deadofwinter

I see Orin in the sky at night,
and wish I could posesss his strength.
My heart torn between a path I desire
and the path that is ultimately right.

The brilliance I am told that burns within me
I am unfortunatley unable to see,
when with everyday spent in the lifes
of those I love I only bring growing misery.

To protect those I care about most
I am becoming shrouded and closed.
Enshrined inside and unable trust.
Those around me afraid to let go
even though they must...

I gaze upon my life thus far spent,
and although I will always survive,
with everday that passes,
Inside I die...

-The Dead of Winter
June 2006


The guys can call me weak and the girls can talk shit about silly little boys like me and our issues.... I dont give a fuck anymore... The shit they are pumping in me is eating away my brain and robbing me of what little quality of life I have had the last year and a half since the cancer was discovered. And most quality of life I have had was an illusion anyways.