I've decided that sometimes I'm going to post something that isn't mine, because there are so many wonderful things out there that reflect how I feel. Today though you are getting a excerpt from the notes of a day that I wasn't feeling so good. Enjoy... I guess?
What you left me with;
This feeling,
Is lonely and strange,
The wrench in my gut,
A lunar phase change disdained,
A foreign exchange
That rains pain
And stains
Like blood from the veins
Of your lifeless remains,
And I persist to contain
This throbbing feeling
So profane,
So all I can do,
Is beg to some higher power,
to grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot change...
