3/1/08

Loving or hating.
All the blood in my veins.
Shifting accuracy, small and hat-ed.
Small and weakling.
Small and small.
This version of all truth.
Ever forgetable. Ever the one of many.
Exhaustive self
Can't be loved, can't be saved.
Still easily forgotten.
wear the crown of thoughts.
thoughts of emptiness
of loneliness.
Forty years yet.
Maybe not.
Maybe forgiveness has a way of setting free.
Labeling, condemning, fingers pointed at all.
at me.
hypersensitivity's the cost
and the price.
Indelibility.