flowers sudden morning grass stains
and instantly a sentimental shrug
while the separate signs of serenity
the hunted eludes the hunter...
procreate with innocense and style
i live for inevitable denial
join with me and forfeit design
down one hell of a ride
perfect? forgotten misbehavior
and sentimental reconciliation
survive only to find
there's more than what exists in my mind
"how can that be?"...
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on new years eve, i lost the person i care about most in the whole world, the love of my life, the love of my dreams, my best friend... she wont talk to me, no one will talk to me about it, i have nowhere else to go so im writing in my suicidegirls journal (how lame is that?)

i don't know what to do,...
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"I wish I knew if I was trying, to be more than I really am..."