posted November 19, 2002 07:49 AM
11/19/02Life can burn.
People can burn.
And so can I…
I do not gain
Any worth until
The day that I threaten
Someone else
I have no importance
My seething pain
Devours my will
To stay alive here
I should crawl into a hole
With no expectations
And survive on cash
No government checks
Nonexistent in
The eyes of civilization
Un-suffering of what
They know I can’t handle
Then all is sweetly innocent
I breathe for my poem sense
Alone to wander aimlessly in fantasy
Corrupting nothing, neither them nor I
But that can’t happen
Not yet at least
And I need to sedate this panic
That corrodes the waking day
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-K
"Most people love with restraint
As if they were someday to hate
We hated gently, carefully
As if we were someday to love"-Venus Trines at Midnight