a part of me in you..
Death is only a part of you I will know
humanity says,
And everything else in a box
Every single day you have lived
In every single piece
Crawling in and out to montage
Cowardice to self sacrifice,
you stand abide,
Marcus runs around the circle
screaming at the top of his lungs
The fucked up world will rule itself
and if you find light,
no one finds you, but you wont be lost
Such like the words Sarah Teasdale
would spell and mean April
she meant to write every last bit of a soul
until tonight,
she would dream t of
… a starry night…
