hey shadow wolf... you've nice stuff here... keep posting

ok Chris that poem is a bit hmmm morbid. Is this comming from a personal experiance?

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Damn, it's been awhile.
Random need to write made me come up with this, I guess.
Personally...it's been a little shy of two years since I've seriously written anything other than literary essays and papers for school. Short version, I think this is shit. I'm hoping that posting it will get me back into an old habit that I kinda miss, so bear with me if you will.


Stop

No more poisoning my thoughts,
No more tainting my rest with your black nightmares.

No more fury and hatred and cold, no more wasting time with might-have-beens.
No more breaking and healing only to shatter.
No more rationalizing and justifying and self-reproach.
It's your fault, not mine.

Enough letting me forget to live just so I can drown in you again.
Quit splintering my brain and bruising my soul.
Get out of my spirit and let me find solace.
I'm tired of finding new ways to hide from the past.

Stop.

I am finished with reasons,
Take your doubt and mindless terror,
Take your knife and heart of dust,
Take your memory and new happiness,
Take my wretched history with you and just cease.

My mistake has come full circle,
But you'll never let me forget,
Never let me walk away like you did.
No such freedom for the victim of the crime, let no good deed go unpunished.

And maybe you'll win.
Maybe if you won't let me heal than I'll just -

Stop.

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"It is dreadful when something weighs on your mind, not to have a soul to unburden yourself to. You know what I mean. I tell my piano the things I used to tell you."