Pain
Numbness, beyond the pain...
A shadow moves over the moon
To cast down doubt in the light.
Doubt in myself.
My life.
My love.
My ability to do what is required.
Apathy offers escape...
if only for a moment.
Doubt always returns to fill the void.
The void of my own unintentional creation.
Mayhaps loneliness is deserved
Warranted
Insisted on
for the here and the now.
Goddamn it, I hate this weather. I mumbled to myself, walking through the parking lot of the local Wal-mart Supercenter. The sun is so freaking bright that you cant see a fucking thing, but the wind is so cold you can't hardly move. I wish that bitch would make up her mind.
Looking up at some of the well landscaped trees against the blue-white winter sky, I added to the bitch herself, Fuck you, Mother Earth.
As I walked past the automated doors, which opened and closed like the jaws of some great beast feasting on the offering of rednecks, snot-nosed kids and college students filing dutifully down its flu