As far as you take me, that's where I believe

"the realm of soft delusions, flosting on the leaves
on a distant shoreline, she waves her arms to me"
by Billy Corgan

What do you lament? What do you cry out loud for at what you felt was the world ending?

Who broke your heart? Do you feel like you still have one?

There is a hole, but it's always been. Nothing new, nothing lost..

There is a cardboard cutout of what was once me..despairing..swimming in the sea
scared to death of drowning but not wanting to live..

It
sure
is
a
damned
beautiful
world

let's blow it up...and blow it up some more.
and killmaimstab and wonder why it happens
everywhere people are dying..and being born..
its someone/no one's fault

so when you glide in/out
and you feel that ecstasy
that one moment of zen
it won't last

no
thing
ever
lasts