Tiny toons

My self pity.

Sunshine and lollipops,

I remember those days well.

Those days when late adolescence

secured a hard love

where people didn't matter.

Only that one beautiful girl,

her body, and everything

her life revolved around.

Now, I chase dreams,

hoping my writing can secure

me enough gratification

so I can continue to move on

in this fucked up world.

Only problem is,

my writing revolves around madness

and without it,

I may not be much.