Sunday, November 11, 2007

the liquid cure for the anonymous
honesty that's been sweeping my mind
lately was found, hidden deep in a
little girl's monster-shaped shadow.
so, i'll keep inking your skin and you,
in your elmo teeshirt, can keep telling
my i'm childish. because i don't care,
you don't care, we (as a collective)
don't care... any longer.

yesterday i felt anger, fear, disgust,
happiness, jealous, confusion, sadness,
understanding, loneliness, comfort, and
pain... if i felt all of that, while on
hydrocodone, a drug that numbs feelings,
then imagine how many feelings i have in
a normal drug free day.

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