i will regret this one, but for now it is my truth

i hate myself for relying on youi hate myself for thinking of you in too many momentswishing for things that are nothing but fantasyi am not a fool, a witless pitying thing, full of sorrows over something that has been written about for centuriesi do not wish to weep for this, to rage for this,Continue reading “i will regret this one, but for now it is my truth”

odysseus in remembrance

when you say you are proud of me for certain thing that thing, that ugly, bloody thing that it is gone from me, rid from me, cleansed from me i sadly smile it is never gone, my love it comes on wings and gnashing sharp teeth when the tears run rivers down my face andContinue reading “odysseus in remembrance”