What is it?
A life laid bare...

Another year in passing,
A faded flame now an after thought...

Breath,
You're dying and I didn't notice...

Being alone has given me perspective. Just live...
I can't. I want to...

What are you afraid of?
Is it me...

She must have seen it.
I took a strong hit...

Turned against my own.
She betrayed him...

Night falls upon her blessed face,
Pulled into her tired embrace...

"Oh my god it's a freak!"
That's all they say...

Alas so few,
Man is alone...

My poems suck. Quite simply they do and there's...
So poetry. dead. it is. What did I miss? nothing...

Trust me. I hate myself.
Chop my head off and throw it on a shelf...