Sunday, February 15, 2009
Staci
Insanely but tamely, you find a new way to maim me, break my heart daily and take time to blame me. Complaining of raining and the alcohol is draining. Nausea’s assailing from the heartbreak I’m arranging. But I still see your breath, within the memories of my failing. Still smell your smile, while the cigarettes inhaling. Still hold your hand in the memories that save me. Still feel your kiss as her's is impaling.
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2 comments:
this is stupendous. seems as though your writing is growing and evolving. beautiful :)
I agree with tza. you do have beautiful words.
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