Dark Poetry Prose Poetry October 1, 2004 Dark Poetic Prose

9:37pm 10-01-04 friday

thanks friend. for helping me out. now i'm no longer hungry since you've fed me so full of doubt.

the aperature of truth is only slightly more narrow than that of lies. sometimes if they squeeze tight enough they can squirm their way through.

and there's nothing to lose and everything to resent. about how life asks you to give it things that it knows you can't.

so much for friends. they just don't ever work out. even in your prettiest dress no one really notices. even on your best days, they're just laughing about.

thanks for nothing. i appreciate the gift. but i've already got so much of it.

empty words. empty sentiments. i just don't understand what the purpose could've been.

no sex. no fun. no favors. i can't imagine your motives.

but thanks for nothing anyway. who couldn't use a little more of it. since nothing's always there when no one else is.

10:45pm 10-01-04 friday

tomorrow shoudn't have to know. and yestereday shouldn't have to remember. all those times. all those times that you pretended it mattered. i know just how. but i don't want to learn to live with them.

there's nothing like someone else to show you how much you hate yourself.

we could've been allies. or at least not this.

campfires left out in the rain popping and cracking as the moisture rains down on them.

you had every way to make it easy. to leave. without a trace. but you just had to make it hard. couldn't resist forging a scar.

don't you know i never cared where it would lead or where it would end. all i wanted was that moment of euphoria. i left forever for those who wish to be misled.

don't you know i always saw what was genuine and what was false. it's not hard when you're always suspicious. i just don't understand why. what you could possibly gain from this.

i guess you have just what you wanted. don't need anything i have left.

it was just life pretending it had answerd when all it owned were questions. they were just lies masquerading as friends. it happens often. get used to it.