Did I Bother Telling You This,
With Words That Cross Teeth And Jump Lips?
A Poor Choice Of Words In Wanting To Tell You Anything
But Words Don't Come With Ease
They're Forever My Hurt
In the last few moments a thought struck me with an incredible clarity, and for maybe fifteen seconds it made perfect sense.
Sadly within seconds after that clarity things again became obscured and tempestuous as they have always been. What I cannot call back is the many things and thoughts behind that single sentence, or the reasoning that provoked it... What I do know however is that as melancholy as it may be in its deepest meaning, I find consolance with it.
'I Am Losing Nothing But Myself.'
-Yours Maniacally.-
