So many habits
Just......had to be.........solo this time....
3 AM .....Tuesday morning.
80 mph
90 mph
110 down the freeway.

A grin & a smoke.

" Good intension's spoiled by your insecurities."
" Open minded once....now your love has torn my skin with your heartless insensitive words."
The last words I ever will grace you with.


120 the world is a blur..........
Screaming lines from that song you hate so much.

"Fuck you waste my time
And tell me that you're broken hearted now
A long way back to where you've been
You cry alone
Martyrs alone
Here comes the misery
Yeah Yeah
Coming back to make me pay once again
I wanted you haunting me
But not just yet
You better go before I do something I regret"

Back to 90 now...tears start to pour.
E break visions ........And twisted metal dreams.
Rolling and spinning ...bleeding in mid air... smiles for the lonely hearts..

Next stop...... the land of regrets.....
Giving in to the plague of the ever famous "But I love her" relationship.
Resent me cause... I... had... a..... heart....... resent your self for taking my heart........
.... molding it....

and Fucking It Black!!!!!!!!!!











(The song "Misery"referenced in this poem is from "Therapy" off "Infernal Love (1995)"

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