5/5/11~Twirling down the drain

if it weren’t for change

shrouded in the highs and depths

i would cease to breathe.

if it weren’t for you

and your roller coaster of

affection blooming

i would cease to live,

as you know me to exist…

twirling down the drain.


Sometimes the pain is too much to bear. The love, is it enough? Is it even love? I am sick of feeling broken and fearful about ending up alone and crumpled up like a discarded piece of paper.  Paper is easily ripped, so are hearts.


1 Comment

  1. Jingle said,

    May 5, 2011 at 11:09 am

    stunning, masterful piece.

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