Curiosity Killed The Cat

No dear I’m not mad, just contemplating the end. Exploring the possibilities and the limit of my mortal skin as I run the wedge, and it penetrates that which covers me... Then I wonder, how far it should go to surpass the pain you’ve complained. No dear, I’m not mad just drinking away the thoughts and spinning with the music that plays, trying to comprehend my words, and reach my limitless space... 'til I am dead --- And then we wonder how much more I should take to feel the numbing pain as you’ve complained. No dear I’m not mad just contemplating the end. And thinking the thoughts forbidden enjoying life as it ends --- For your sake my dear mother my pain begins, when your agony ends So no dear mother, I’m not mad, just contemplating the end. And wishing nothing but your relief, and my wretched life to begin again.

Past Blogs... cant sleep and got nothing else better to do: midnight sonata January 18th, 2007 … "These nights I get high just from breathing. When I lie here with you I’m sure that I’m real, like that firework over the freeway. I could stay here all day but that’s not how you feel. So why do you leave these questions unanswered? The circus awaits and you’re already gone. My Cheshire cat doorstop with fear in your smile, what makes it so easy for you to be walking by? And what did I do that you can’t seem to want me? Why do we lie here and whisper goodbyes? Where can I go that your pictures won’t haunt me? What makes it so easy for you to be walking by?" - Walking By- Something Corporate Can’t say I still feel the same about her. It’s just that sometimes the past haunts me, and then the fear that something that perfect wont ever come my way again. Can’t say I want it all back either. Because, ‘though a lot of shit happened...