pedestrian ish

the green light blinks;
it's been that way for 300 months.
Busted l.e.d.'s don't make a difference, no one's gonna fix it.

One foot forward, it's that difficult to do,
blessed with the luxury of not having to look both ways.
fucking green light.

contraceptive

fuck it up big time.
no one cares, so you just fuck it up anyway.
what else is there to lose?
You've nothing to start with anyway.
Fuck it.
X fuck it.

sugar

The answers have always been right in front of me.
I never did pay attention to detail. Unless it mattered.
Nothing does anymore. Except for a select few.
Why do i even do this to myself, baffles me even more.
Every breathing second for the last year or so,
i've let it drain me, bleed me, hurt me, scar me,
but i still let it happen, i continue to pursue it
in the vain hope that at least the slightest reaction
awakes in me a short lived glimmer.
I have to forget. Forget how it came about,
forget how and the why. Forget.
Because the memories were happy.
But the future writes a different story.