[2004-10-19]_10:15 p.m.
shabushabu
chain smoking after dinner never had such good company
with malnourished thoughts
weighing down
my soul
so heavy
cause I don't know
and the clouds whisper
unto my delicate ears
to prepare to scuttle it all
go down with the ship
this time
too much the other way
not even the unknown
bears such a burden
as the fire inside
tearing me apart
out of sight of any
but warmth felt by all
I may never know
and that's gonna be a black
and I know it
this time
I know
and I still will walk
with my arms open
and my heart wide shut
so that it can heal from the rest of my life
it has yet to endure.