Aug 10, 2005 04:18
sometimes its give and take and sometimes its just get lost.
why do you seek death?
an active hand of god upon the heads of the willing. give us this day to reckon with god, and if no one answers then we'll know that were wrong. the static comes through the phone and the only words i hear are "dont ever come home" so i follow the streetlights until the end and the dashed yellow line divides us both with more distance than i care to feel. the blessed are beautiful and deserve even more, some say psychology is evil no thats just empathy.
ive been working way toooooo much. but i love it. money is money.
mattw.