as the wise have said, time makes fools of us all

UNO

I see your smile

And his.

Knowing all the while

What is

It burns,

Turns 

Over in my stomach

Acid breathing free

Gathering again

All laughing, but at me.

So many merry faces

Paired of racing hearts

A glance can soothe at paces

A heart been torn apart

Save mine

In ashes silent

No kindling for a spark

I drift through life alone

Unwanted, in the dark.

DOS

you think you're helping
they think you're blind
for every step forward
they fall behind
and then darkness.
and pain.
betrayal,
and pain.
steel seeks warmth
in your ribcage
in your spine, your neck
it's a cold world most days
steel longs to connect
with your heartbeat
bones sometimes deflect
the knife in your back
but never the pain
as everything burns in the end.
yes, everyone turns in the end.