Dying Sun

Another sun hidden
Behind perpetual scars
Streaks of blood dripping
Down legs, arms,
Thoughts
Hiding you
As you seek your farfetched relief
It never comes
It never saves
No hand appears
To stop
To save
Another sun
Another hope
Buried beneath these dark blots of insanity

I understand, and I wish I was eloquient enough to write this the way it should be written.

Yes, I am still thinking about.

Laugh as you ruin a life.
Anyone want to join in on the fun?
Oh come on, come on,
Stop being so goodie- goodie.
Shut the Fuck UP
You dont know
You cant see
I see
Sometimes I wish I didn't.
But it is there.
It is there.
You dont know.
Your doing this to her.
You dont know.
I know.
I know its like physical pain
Shut the Fuck UP.

Wavelengths

Wavelengths
They are the same, yours and mine
mine and yours
Reading them
As if you ripped pages out of my notebook
And I am still unaware.
Stealing my thoughts
Saying the things I scream
Saying them beautifully
Gracefully, with a passion
That scorns my indignation
Dammit, They are my thoughts!
Give them back!
Give them to me!
I thought them, I wrote them.
But you wavelength is my own
We travel the same circle
Two moons destined to crash.
As you say the thoughts I feel so eloquently
and I am once again reminded
Of my inferiority.
Dammit, Give me back
myself