Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
POSEABLE DISPOSABLE
Scars etched across my skin
to keep me from forgetting the past
I once lost my way
and this will be my only road map
the only way back to you
new cuts and scrapes criss cross my flesh
each a new memory
each a new name
and a new distraction
toys were made for playing
pose able and disposable
eating away my soul
do you think you can save me?
Two years and one week...
That's the last time you walked this earth. That's when I lost one of the best friends I've have in these nearly 32 years of living. That's when my heart broke into a 1000 pieces, and I still haven't been able to fit them all back together. I miss you, some days more than others. Some days it seems a million years ago. Some days it feels like yesterday. Today is the latter. It doesn't help that next week is the 2 year anniversary of another friends passing. May is a horrible month. I think I'm going to boycott it from now on.
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