[thomas]

born into this

hiding my strange
face amongst all
the other strange
faces

watching dreams
diminish under a
highball of
whiskey

praying for
st christopher’s
compassion to
abide me

now the solitude
is banal
and our desires
are lesser

suffering through
isolation

as my heart
pounds with fury
for a love that is
obsolete

 

[SilentMagician]

as my heart
pounds with fury
for a love that is
obsolete

I like this line

 

[Sophieness]

oh I love it