2/23/10

Like most of the stuff I post nowadays, I wrote this during Science.

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Some days the words come out easy

Other days a look is like a scream

Some days call for death

Same days to forget

Filled with regret

Nothing left

And yet

Every day begins

As if there was something worth living

For

Every word I write summons more

Used to say rhymes limit

Now they are a blanket

Avoiding the word "I"

Avoid having to cry

Sitting under a tree in the rain

Why can't we all remain

Asking if everything must change

And they don't hear these words

Trying to drown them

Live without them

Is it so impossible to rise

Create a compromise

Between

Time and me

Hate and Hate

With no debate

What's dead is dead

What you see is what you get

But not forever