By oscar (FacelessOne@DeathsDoor.com)
Date: 14 August 1999

dark in here

It's dark in here.
and i've been drinking again.

trying to quiet the little voice
the nagging voice of experience
who jabs at the raw nerves around the edges of my heart

"you should have known better"

leave me alone, dammit.

"how many times did she come to see you with his handprints and the faintest traces of his sweat still warm on her body?"

stop, please.  i can't take anymore of this.

"how many plans were cancelled at the last second before you thought to ask "why"?

"how DID that dress get torn in such a way?  I'll  bet she didn't say."

nomorenomorenomore

"you idiot!!! you still love her don't you-???"


 yes, now please let me sink quietly below the horizon.