sinking soundly, the heartbeat fades
the heart has tired of the escapades
numbingly quiet, the mind rambles on
all the hope for change has died and gone
devoidly black, the eyes close you out
this is the end, it's over, without a doubt...
Author's Notes/Comments:
CASHIER: "What's that mark on your forehead?" GUY: "I decided to break several pieces of wood with my head." CASHIER: "Why did you do that?" GUY: "I bashed my brain for a girl is bashing my heart." CASHIER: "Better to bash yourself than her, eh?" GUY: "I'd rather hit a wall before i hit a woman; i'm not a wife-beater." --- interesting conversation with a cashier at 7-11 earlier today. i must say, he helped me put things in perspective...