Let me not be weak and tell others how bleeding I am internally; how day by day it drips, and gathers, and congeals.

I am inhabited by a cry. Nightly it flaps out Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.

When you give someone your whole heart and he doesn't want it, you cannot take it back. It's gone forever.

How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.

Backward we traveled to reclaim the day Before we fell, like Icarus, undone; All we find are altars in decay And profane words scrawled black across the sun.

Do we always grind through the present, doomed to throw a gold haze of fond retrospect over the past?

If you expect nothing from anybody, you’re never disappointed.