bitter complete I sit back and I stare as I wait for spring to appear for the flowers to bloom and suck up all of the gloom take away the moss and the rot and the cold on the stone bring on all that it's not make the light be shone bring out the sun; the godly one the one that gave life and left me alone the one whom which I strive to bring on home why did you leave me? Without you I can not see without you I can not be yet you hide in the night leaving me to electronic light artificial light, artificial joy just a stiff wooden toy how can I live with the (lack of) support they give? I need your warmth I need your love yet, you do not come out above where have you been? where are you now? So I sit and I wait In the damp and the dark frozen and numb without a movement or pulse still both inside and out serenity and peace, I am not without At whole in myself but still all alone I don't smile or cry I just sit and I stare; a purely blank face
thank you I was stoned just in case someone was wondering, this is not really off of a specific event, but more of reflection over many experiences, and how I feel about them currently
