

THIS IS WHAT I DO. IF U LIKE IT HANG AROUND, NEW POSTS ARE UP AS THEY COME
Hey there, Happiness, I know I haven't seen you in a while.
Well, ya know, you always make my day brighter with your smile.
Oh the great time we've spent together... well, what time we had.
Though small pills of good, are better than large of bad.
Thus I utter Farewell farewell goodbye...
So, now that I've beaten my circular bush.
Truly, I thought of the word crush.
Thus I utter Farewell farewell goodbye...
I commonly find myself pondering that very thought.
Lord, I cling to your breast, for I've lost myself in my... well self...
What happens to a thought lost?
Is there a cost? Farewell farewell goodbye...
I'm so wasteful with the trash I fill and corrupt my mind with...
IT'S A LEECH INSIDE ME, LORD!
IT'S GOT ME.
I CAN'T SAVE ME.
Oh, but God, if faith is like a bread-crumb trail, I'm just as lost as I thought I was.
Thus I utter Farewell farewell goodbye...
OH, HAPPINESS, DO YOU REMEMBER?! The last time we were together?
The joy we shared, even the sun, yes, brighter in that stormy whether.
Thus I utter Farewell farewell goodbye...
You know? I think its because of you.
Yes! It's because of you this smile has found its way in my body, in to my soul.
You've shaken the foundation, in such a delicate fashion.
So for this, Happiness, I bid you...
Nice to speak at you, oh friend of old.
Thus I utter Farewell farewell goodbye.
IS THIS A FILM OVER MY EYES OR A FEAR OF WHAT'S BEHIND?! Cause I cant relieve the things weighing on my mind.
Frankly, Miss. Spider you don't realize the scars you've left within me.
I personally loved how we smiled when we were together then yelled when we weren't.
HA! "Is this a yes or no?" the question that was ever burnt through. As if the roaches needed more crumbs to tossel and chew.
And then, oh yes, you say i'm not sure. AHA! Miss. Spider you've done it again, and yes, my patience wears so ever thin.
One thing I always found wonderfully odd was the fact of forgotten prey.
No not thrown away, but left there for your secret, unknown, terribly annoying, twisted reason...
(i got a tad carried away there)
Yes, I do realize you may not have meant to poison me. But truthfully your "kiss of death" did in fact finish me.
No, there is not a chance for you and I, Miss. Spider, I won't be back.
Maybe, just maybe, you'll find another helpless fly... yet once again you'll hear it also cry.
I DON'T KNOW! why you choose to pry at the wounds as if it were the fly's fault your web is now wet....
But finally it was you who drenched yourself, in my heart you'll find theres no regret.
So now that i'm free, and the web is farther from me there is still a glaze that won't let me see.
Sadly not the kind you'd find atop something in a box inside black and white cars.
But this thing hindering me is the haunting memory of all that happened prior to these scars.
Oh, I pray this passes quickly, for my wings grow weary from fearful fleeing.
I suppose this is just yet another story of a broken fly.
This I hope you read before your final, ice-cold sigh.