In this moment
December 2nd, 2006In this moment.
The weight of my mistakes
presses heavy on my chest
cracking my ribs
and the shoulders of another.
My throat thickens with tears
unshed for fear of not being caught
and kissed away.
One million fucking questions
and not a single answer.
No solutions. No alternatives.
Alone I stand left wanting.
In this moment
I remember what I left
in the back of a drawer
682 days ago and I realize
I will always be an addict.
