so lost-
so so lost
in a sea
of drunken rage
and apathetic
touch-
with your fingers
pulling
and mine
clenched tight
over scars
that havnt healed
though I truly
thought they
might-
and a heartbeat
that pains
in the vastness of days
through a terrible
dream
that wont stop
though I may-
in a troublesome maze
of confused
longing
for what-
I don’t know
and the knowledge
that i –
might not be
any more
–
might not be-
any-
more.
