Once
I remember the taste of her last kiss
the venom, love, hate, and bliss
fate’s cruel twist
her name carved into my wrist
I remember the pain and strife
questioning the worth of my own life
and will I make the same mistake twice
is this hell or paradise
am I praying to gods or parasites
I remember every sin one through seven
the whispers of every good reverend
the lost stars of heaven
and the ashes of nine eleven
I remember everyday painfully clear
every moment soaked in fear
then they said the end is near
and yet...
still I stand here.
--Z.Silas Herrera