Thursday, February 25, 2010

It's the Darkness That Keeps Chasing Me

It's the darkness that keeps chasing me.
That leaves me shivering and cold upon my knees.

It's the despair that I loath.
The feeling that nothing I do can stop this ship from it's course.

It's this feeling, like someone is stalking me.
And no matter how fast I run she's always catching up.

It's like I'm in a dream.
And when I try to scream nothing escapes my throat but a horse whisper.

I gag on the fetid stench that is my life without you.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010


I regret that I let you go.

I regret I didn't try sooner to get you back.

I regret that I don't know what to do now. That I don't know if it's salvageable or if I should attempt to move on like I already attempted and failed.

I regret that I can't make up my mind whether you're good for me or bad for me.

I regret being in this limbo.

I regret hurting you.

I regret me.