Begin to Live

Written: Feb. 5, 2008

I don't want to remember
I don't want to think about my
Impurity
My flaws
Because every flaw of mine is a
Flaw we share

We, the scum that
Slide against my skull and plague my mind with
Thoughts
Of love
Of hate
Of anything I don't want to know
To know is to understand and to understand is to know

Circular logic playing tricks in the late hours
Keeping me awake until I
Can't breathe
Can't move
Can't feel

But wasn't that the point?
The reason I began to live?