Dark Poetry Prose Poetry May 24, 2004 Dark Poetic Prose

05-24-04 monday 9L36pm

just taste the darkness. sweet and sour as it can be. a combination of chocolate and arsenic that kills so slowly.

just remember that monday is where you are, and friday is where you want to be. to see those eyes again. to see them seeing me.

to feel your vision dancing over my skin. and imagine it's your lips. to feel that cloud between us and hope for that lightning bolt.

i don't know what to do now. or what to think. wondering where you are. how you feel. will you be all right.

05-24-04 monday 10pm

been thinking maybe it's just better to embrace alone. accept that those kinds of connections belong to a world i've never known. been remembering, how it doesn't take long in that place to forget whatever you used to think you needed. how it's so much less lonely when. how that feeling goes away if you only let it.

what's the difference anyway. i'll die alone regardless.

so now there's only just one question in my head. what's happnened to you. how are you doing. how will you recover. and when.

i feel just like a thunderstorm without lightning. i can drench the night in my sadness, but it's no good if you can't strike. light it all up like you once did.

get better. please survive. you have to. with all those reasons to. get better. please get better soon. you need to live. and living needs you. get better. please get well soon. your family needs you. and i do too. someone so beautiful should never have to die until they choose to. get well. get well soon. i know that you'll survive. that's what you do.