Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Today. Was not a good day.

I am heavy.
weighed down by my decision.
My head feels like lead

My heart bruised.
Violet and blue

Our words are light
as like falling tears;
true and dark as cynical humor.

I am going to fill my
body up with as much cheap
wine as I can. Tonight
And dearly wish
for someone who could stop me.