I am a user
you are an abuser...

Once, we accepted what we did not need...
it was more about the giver than the gift...

The rocks at the bottom break into my back
it's been so long since I've felt...

Poison in the wine
fresh blood on hands...

Forbearance was the name they gave you
when they reached to the sky seeking audacity...

It's hard to take back words
that should have been said...

The sweet aroma of twilight
coils within the smoke and the rain...

When everything is gone
and there is no more to fear...

I'll wave to my life
I'll welcome death...

They said we would grow.
With all the knowledge we could ever know given to...

(The days rush past me
Cars...

It's been so long since I've lifted a pen -- there...
If there is love, it is a cruel love -- a powerful...