Saturday, September 14, 2013

Lost Again

Where did it all go? I still feel it, the past and the present, you dropped it off in the trash. Or did you recycle it? Probably, that's why I can't shake the sadness. 
Now, my plans have fallen apart, try not to make that mistake again, trust in someone else, no, really, I'll probably make that mistake again and again, until I figure out nothing. So, what to do? What to do?
And then the spider he kissed stung him, wrapped him up, and left town.