self portrait (wine is fine)

i wrote this to myself, and i'm not sure if i should or shouldn't drink wine while writing. :)

are you the watcher

of self destruction

vile corruption

and late night loving?

wanting something more

always wanting something

precious is as pretty does

beauty has no role to play

in the ridiculously vicarious cycle

of hope and lust and faith

needing to be needed

i'll start that right away

and dream the dreams of yesterday

with a grin upon my face

to thine own self betray....

tomorrow means another promise made

beneath the diluded sayings

and the thought about things

the righteously sought after

breathe in deeply

breathe out faster

know the truth

about yourself

recognize above all things

the lies and tales of someone else

so worry not

wonder why

cry to release

live to die

and pick up all the things unbroken

or unspoken....

walk and talk the charade of a straight line

embrace and cherish the down time

live the coincidental

love the controversial rhyme....