With Out Warning

Without Warning

Sometimes
you're traveling
a highway, the only road
you've ever known,
and wham! A semi
comes from nowhere
and rolls right over you.

Sometimes
you don't wake up.
But if you happen
to, you know things
will never be
the same.

Sometimes
that's not
so bad.

Sometimes
lives intersect,
no rhyme, no reason,
except, perhaps,
for a passing semi.

Dawn Broke...

A Rose-colored Rain
over distant hills.

We kissed for about
the thousandth time,

No promises,
no demands,

Just solid rebuilding
of shattered trust.

Then I said it.
She said it too.
I Love You
And everything
that went before
meant nothing.

It Was Mean...

So mean, it made me feel
better
but not quite good
enough
I could only think of one
way
to make things all
better
okay, so maybe it wasn't
truly
the best way to climb
above
my mounting state of
depression
but it definitely did
the trick
in fact, I had to laugh, it
was
so simple. I
just
had to open the bindle
calling
me on behalf of
the monster.