I love you

Didn't I tell you I would stop listening to sad songs?

Woman,
Tranquilly laboring at all love's cultivation
I do believe
I am fortunate to have met you

Woman,
How ephemeral our grace is in these wind stricken plains
But I do believe
It is our fate to reside here
Away from the mountains of youth and safety
In a fragile meadow
(We build our home)

Woman,
I see you bloom in this sun that we have shaped
I do believe
You are my companion and lover

Through our rains and wintry phases
I have come to love you for you

- Fragile Meadow by The Black Atlantic


It's only sad because I'm sick and can't believe that you love me for me.

Anti-depressants and booze

Titty bang

"We are like roses that have never bothered to bloom when we should have bloomed and it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting"
— Charles Bukowski

Pathetic

Why do I insist on hurting?

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same

T-Rex