Jul 24, 2006 07:31
i have broken someone,
but i've made living so much easier,
i am becoming draped
with undertones of depression and negativity,
the strength, intensity and texture
of what used to be is
withering away and fading,
shriveling into an pile of ash.
ciggarette smoke still clouds the air,
my hair, and lungs, but nothing,
not even you can bring me down,
i'm livin it up,
and learning my step,
walking my walk,
and trying not to regret,
each day is all i have,
especially here,
i only hope to god
-i'll remember next year