Well, good-bye to the pit
And good-bye to the death
That I promised I would live.
I won't say I enjoyed it,
But perversely, I will miss it;
I've lived so long in the dark
That it's hard to love the light.

But at least the light is real.

And so good-bye to the tragedy
And good-bye to the hell
That I crafted for myself.
I won't say that it's easy
But I think that I am worth it.
I go to reclaim my life.
I go to find my angel.

I go to resurrect my self.

March '01

<-Liquid Rubies

My Work

Silence and Lies->

When this was on themestream. . . (filler! yay!)
"Well, again I am short of the one hundred and fifty word mark, so I guess I'll ramble a bit more (don't you just love filler?). You might say that this is the final piece in a little 'pain and suffering' trilogy begun in January with 'the Pit,' continued in March with 'Liquid Rubies,' and concluded here and now and maybe even forever, if I am diligent. And now, onward."