"I bet dead people are easier to get along with".
- Crona
The darkness kissed the evening sky,
A new month came and the older passed,
I crouched too low to jump too high
And crashed so hard that it came too fast.
Three friends down and sitting alone,
I mingled with loneliness and all of his friends,
Two hours in and I'm sad and blown,
Wrecked to a point of no amends.
They all leave before the journey starts,
With an unseen wave and a silent 'bye',
While trust fades like noisy farts,
You're left to decide if to live or die.
I'm far too deep to swim back out,
Far too deep to give a damn
But if I never wake up the next day,
I'll gladly rest with the ones who left.
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A 100 For My Better Half
Poetry"Summer and warmth spilled from her eyes, Breaking my shell like metal on ice, I tried to ignore, yet I couldn't excise- The love in me that she enticed". Praise Frank This is an anthology to and for one who unconsciously opened a gate which was shu...
