I Have A Violence In Me That

The More Hopeless You Were, The Further Away They Hid You.

Tomorrow I Will Curse The Dawn, But There Will Be Other, Earlier Nights, And The Dawns Will Be No Longer Hell Laid Out In Alarms And Raw Bells And Sirens.

What I Cannot Forgive Is Dishonesty - And No Matter What, Or How Hard, I Would Rather Know The Truth Of Which I Today Had Such A Clear & Devastating Vision From His Mouth Than Hear Foul Evasions, Blurrings And Rattiness.

I Am Solitary As Grass. What Is It I Miss? Shall I Ever Find It, Whatever It Is?

The Trouble Was, I Had Been Inadequate All Along, I Simply Hadn't Thought About It.