Monday, November 16, 2009

back to the epicenter of me

forget tonight or the next day. this is about the right and the now versus wrong. contemplate today before it becomes tomorrow. we're all accident prone and full of stitches...some more than others...some deeper than most. I'm not the same without you in between the sheets. My head needs this like salt needs an open wound. smile like a razor blade (straight and to the point). glow in the dark or the dark glow around my eyes. i'm confused more than i'm asleep. i can be the chill, just don't forget your spine this time.

dear mood swings...pull me back from hell just so I can get lost on earth. I don't belong here and I never have.

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