coinflipper. the big dipper. and all those things. of nightmares. and dreams. places where nothing. is. what it seems. and these are my things. secret things. growing things. festering things. and my favorite words are: fester rot dream nightmare midnight light lost alone loneliness pain sky die dead mind soul feeling love hate restlessness wild inside outside around dark shadow and more. many. many. many. more. things. inside of this mind. you'd be surprised. if you made it out. alive. and not half dead. but all dead. she should be 6 feet under ground. but instead. her ashes lie around. mockingly horribly really real. reality. is insanity. void of fantasy. and as it all goes on. i sit and wonder. what the real world. feels. and steals. and lies. everyone lies. everyone. people lie. about. lying. poems. and poetry. and words written on paper. clean as snow. and almost as pure. almost. as. fine. i can't stand the real things. of these things. and those other painful things. and rambling. just doesn't fit anymore. doesn't fix this pain in my head. this ache in my fucking heart. and i dream of drugs. and things. and horrible things. upon those things. and the title should've been THINGS. seemingly. beauty. floating. away. i feel different. as in un whole. empty of all feeling and. emotion. both are the same thing. i believe. in nothing. and everything. and torn things. i see the nice in the bad. and the good in the bad. and the evil in the bad. and the wrong in the bad. and my head is spinning around the furnace. laughter mocking my heart. fine take your man. i do not need a friend. i do not need a love. i do not need. a fucking thing. from you. my words are wrong. un fitting. un true. my words. have lost meaning. and form. and still i ramble on. i cannot help myself. and my mind cannot help itself. we are helpless. the two of us. together. utterly. completely. finally. helpless. and it's fine. i'll walk the streets. i'd like to anyhow. i like the night time. my time. night. darkness. surrounding. and what not. i am losing this battle. with things. i am losing. because inside i have lost. the greatest thing to my any things. my heart. i cannot help but mourn. i cannot help but cry. i cannot help but hate. i cannot help.