Tuesday, June 23, 2009


I wish I could go back,
and go through everything that's happened
since August.
Change everything that's gone wrong,
regardless of how they've changed me.
Now you're gone,
where I don't know.
I'm sure you're fine,
but I still assume the worst.
I'll check the newspaper for your name,
and I'll be relieved not to find it,
but I'll still feel uneasy not knowing where you are.
I'm sorry,
I miss you.

Thursday, June 11, 2009


The games grew old, but still you tried us.
You forced the thorns deeper inside us.
Warm beads, unbroken heads were denied us.
Cold nights and bloody fights you'd provide us.
You asked for whom she cared, she cried "us".
With false love and hope you tried to bribe us.

You showed your love for me with violence.
So I return your love through silence.