My SicknessMy misery must be spread. I know not from whence it sprang, but it flows endlessly outward, poisoning everything beautiful in my life. I can no longer remember when I was happy. I can no longer remember a time when I didn't want to pollute everyone around me, to ruin the happiness I saw in them. I have to kill the joy that I resent them so much for having.My Sickness
Consciously, of course, I do not want to do this. I want those I love to have all of the happiness that life may bring them. I hate myself that I hurt them.
I do not see it happening until the damage is done. It hurts not being able to stop it. I have driven away t
The GirlThere is a soft sweet girl with crystalline eyes. She haunts my waking thoughts and visits me in my dreams. In my reverie she lays her head in my lap, curled beside me. I stroke her hair softly and wish that my hands could reach inside her. I wish that they could find the dark strings of pain and heartbreak that wind through her heart and pluck them out, one by one, until finally she has nothing left in her but the joy that she deserves.The Girl
I wish that I could wrap myself around her then, drawing her into my chest where she would be shielded from the ugliness of this world. She would be safe there and would curl, as if an unborn chi
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Vengence is Sweet
Love never Prospers....
But here I am.. So deep in Love that nothing else matters
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