day one hundred ninety-eight: you female dog.

overanalyze
close your silly eyes
don't look at the life
pretend to be blind
to the lies

undermine
everything that is finally mine
thank you, i've waited patiently
and this is how you repay me?
move on
get a life

deny
the truth
the way things are now
but they wont be the same
thanks
you broke a heart
and it's healing
but healing still brings pain.

day one hundred fifty-four: life changes.

bones disintegrating
decompose into nothing
brittle, breaking
beneath the weight of
the gravity of a certain number of years
drop one, slip a tad,
and never again the same
the shattered bones
from what once barely skinned your hand
the shattered dreams
from what once was merely bad luck.