Three years lived so fast,

They have all bled together,

Creating one painful nightmare.

Memories upon memories,

Floating around my empty head,

I feel like I'm dead,

A lifetime of fuckups,

An eternity of dead love,

And an emptiness that won't be filled,

Is what I have gained.

Perfect love,

Precious sanity,

And spiritual life,

Is what I lost.

Flashbulb memories,

Perhaps dilusions,

Haunt my dreams in the day,

And twisted dark nightmares

Keep me shackled at night.

01May2001

Inspired By: B.D.