I see that my sentimentality is disappearing. Somethings I don't understand... Or it just hurts to. People do things for so many reasons. Compassion is good. It's not easing the pain. I have no clue where it is I am going.

Matriarch

Open hands
A request of guidance
I used to ask you for

In remains is a hollowness
I'm watching you just like him

Your speech dissipating
I used to love you
Even with the scars you left me with

With swift conjecture I tried to twist
The reason why you did those things
Now I see you don't recognize yourself

A trade: care for punishment

Green eyed monster

I watch you in disappointment
I thought you were stronger than that

And just like him you strike to injure
But he was never mine

You both garner the same meaning

Lost
when it should have been love

Craig Welch

xx

spray painting

One of my cohorts took this, my brain isn't tingling so much from the fumes any more...

Yayoi Kusama

xx

Love has to spawn from love to be given
What in offering will remain

A beggars fortune

Love predates the lovers face