Trying not to sound cliche,
But what else am I supposed to say...

They stuck needles in my eyes,
They do not care...

What were you thinking, when you left your safe...
Did you really think that I wouldnt be back, that...

I like the way the wind floats through the window,
And tickles my hair...

Everyone lives,
And everyone dies...

Anyone care to join me,
In the deep dark hole of despair...

*This is a companion piece to Ambidextrous Poet...
Ambidextrous poet...

Tearstain on my pillow,
Where you should have been...

Be my heart's ship,
And carry me away...

Wasting paper,
Wasting tears...

Nothing I do makes sense anymore,
None of it makes a difference...

The sun is fading,
As the stars laugh...