Final Moments Of Course

Written by Gabriel "Format THIS mother fucker!" Ricard

Another shitty poem…enjoy.

Too unstable even to hurt myself

I quiet her with the themes

Of burns and poetry

She reads my expressions

And allows them to rot away

I can't say

That I blame her

We kiss

And my lack of mobility

Or maybe my inability to

save anyone but myself

causes the ground to

disappear below us

But it's slow enough

For us to nullify

Each others pain

And deppreciate the opinions

Of the truly insane