Death and I aren't friends
this isn't a rehash or a sequel
it's one more attempt to drain bad blood from my veins
to stop this onslaught of negative thoughts
before I succumb to their poison
to wish for numbness instead of life
which is why I'm gripping and running towards
wherever future or person I can manage
to feel like I'm going in a direction
moving forward instead of feeling like I'm going nowhere
running in circles around my head
as I lay in bed wishing for death
Nothing has changed in five years but my jobs
Nothing has changed in five years
except now that the woman I've been chasing for four years lost interest in me
that my girlfriend of three years has condemned me as a friend
that I can't stand the fact 3 months removed from the occurrence
There's no more grief
only acceptance
we're oil and water
two fish from different lakes
we simply don't merge
but I hate how it is
I feel like I'm trekking on eggshells
because anything I might say
may trail off in a tirade
how I...