The sun rises
the fog lifts...
I keep getting a call
from someone named "Toll Free"...
The dark hole that is my heart
is sending me into a catatonic state...
A heart is a fragile thing, I think
Without one you would surely sink...
You keep me going those long nights at work,
you keep my spirits buoyed up...
I don't have anything to vent
nothing to get rid of...
I wish i could cry
it's been years since I have...
We don't know each other
well, hardly...
Sometimes
life gets you down...
Why do you hate me?
why do you ignore me...
Wrestling with your heart
I am a part...
Is death so bad?
Is it a poison...