Curtain Call

One last outcry, one last wish.
As I say goodbye, for possibly the last time,
I can' help myself but saying sorry.
The lives, I've touched, tainted,
The colours I've experienced and made.
Now only a black mark will be left,
staining my memory of those around me.
As the curtains fall, I can't help but think...


Was any of it worth it?

Cloudy days

Wish I could smile as much as I used to

Like humans do

Little by little we inch forward,
Slowly as the ledge comes closer into view,
Like six broken ponies the seething mass,
Writhing and bubbling, twists the lie,
Wind on the face, we look into the breeze,
Knowing with just a step it can change so fast.

Shadow of the Day

No bad things said,
no bad blood bled.

Just a solitary tear,
rolls down my frozen heart

Up the proverbial creek...

Cant concentrate on revising, cant concentrate on coursework... Im screwed.

Headaches

Fucking hate the fear and loathing in my life.
At least the one person who I cared would
care understands.

All Roads Lead Back To Rome

The direction that they all go in heads to exactly the same place, so why do I sometimes feel as if I'm going in completely the wrong direction?