this will last forever,but THIS will be brief.there is no shining promise,no exhaled relief. i feel i've loved you always.confusing,yet it's true.you sing within my veins,but i matter not to you. so, i'm driven and driven...torturous fuel,houred miles of pain.i want the crash,the blood-filled mouth.this is fucking so much less than sane. your eyes in windows fore and aft,sleight of hand to give me pause.sometimes the worst isn't in the past.it's in the never was. i think you wanted the clamor,made-up wiles all farce and ruse.just to wind them,just to shake me,but it's that loose screw you can't refuse. i wish there was a brake somewhere.stop this pining,stop this strife.i know to you this matters not.but to me this is my life.
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