September 14 - Octover 25, 1999

- for you, my midnight


Forgive Me
Words like needles spilled from my lips,
injecting life with pain.
It’s amazing the damage words can do.

Your eyes followed me
like two pits of the deepest midnight
churning in the wheels of hatred.
Forgive me, for I know just what I do.

Fell down again when life flew before me.
A thousand tears fall behind these jaded strands of hair.
Hope seems so far away sometimes.

I miss you though I don’t know who you are.

Overdose of reality and again my hand touches the wall.
Burned and beaten
the yellow reminder of your disdain.
I am a slave to your indifference.
I cry.
Forgive me, for my love has no home.


October 1999
i am broken
i am nothing.
i am broken.
i am alone.
what shall i do to please you ?
what shall i do to make you care?

i am stupid,
i am broken
i am scared.
scared of this world.
scared of this life.
scared of every little creature that threatens to take my world away.

so free, so beautiful i ran around today,
and yet now i am lost again.
invisible again.
so angry this makes me.
so infuriated at my invincibility of despair.
i am a coward. 
i am a soldier.
i am the hare.
 
i hate me
i hate you
i am the hatred of the world broiled up and vomited onto the pavement.
it is the black within your soul,
the hate within your love.
i am that.
i am the anger,
the greed,
the chaos.
i am broken.


October 1999
Sunshine
When life falls down around us
we cower in the light.
No shadow to show the darkness that burns so deeply within.
A cloud swept away by the winds of devotion
that blow endlessly in the 		halls of eternity.
The purple twilight washed away 
by the crumbling pieces
of our lifetime.
We trip over the chunks and swear at the broken feeling 	that results.
So empty are our souls,
so quiet are our thoughts.
We scream out only to find our hope		 is deaf to the sins we receive.
So many days lost as we stumble within this rubble,
lost to the blinding glare of the sun.
Our children are being	 swallowed up
by the waves of desperation that crash	 upon our shores.
They drown.
They cry.
They scream as we cower in our	 sunshine.



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