I salvaged the happiest photo today
It lays crippled at best inside
A promising vision
If you’d like to see then…
My skull only needs to be cracked open!
How despicable it is
To frame misery
Encase these torturous moments
Detain it to eyes of the living
You don’t need too take a picture
It’s a lot easier to attend the upcoming funeral
And take a good look at my dead body!
For now and ever fantasy
Only ghost can see
Do you dare to walk through me?
It’s to bad we can’t enjoy happiness together
But broken pieces in its memory
At different times
Mine only in fantasy
Yours in the becoming of reality








Lots of darkness in this. It seems like an expression of an unhappiness that can’t even be found in dreams or fantasies leading to an ultimate end. Life is always a series of hills and valleys.