6/6/03

These nightly mists seem to have polluted the atmosphere
The clouded skies boil overhead
And they stir something within us
This absence of starlight brings to the surface what we're lacking

"Why not just give up? End it now. Save youself."

Don't fall into that abyss so serenely laid before you
It Invites you to sleep in it's arms
But instead, discard all memory of a goodnight,
and embrace what could be your last

"I'll say it now, to your face while you wake. But don't ask me to feel ever again."

Your age lies to you
Through false maturities that are so apparently absent
I never said you were too young
I just said to die with the question still in your hand

"Wisdom, whisper in my ear so I may laugh at the absurdity of the moment."

- posted by Jonathan@ 10:50 PM