Zesty the Eternal Queen of all Sporkdom ...'s blog: "Crazy"

Fleeting moments
Of love
passion,
heartache
Pain
Flash before me
Blinding me
With memories
Wasted away

So desperate
For closure
Clarity
Quiet
Peace
Its unbearable
This wound
Bleeding out
My sorrows

I'm finished
With suffering
struggling
Hoping
Living
I'm moving on
Breathing in
One last time
The End.

(For Troy, a friend who I lost to suicide today. I have known this kind of desperation, and I am sorry he had to give in to it. RIP Troy, you will be missed)