Dan Can somebody tell me when was this ever a good idea? i'll take a step back i don't want this to be real it is good to see you it's been too long i don't know whether to laugh or cry so i'll just disguise it with a smile that's fake like you we used to be so high and wish for more as we were coming down but then it was the weekend and you were my goodtime friend i couldn't wait to say goodbye i can't believe you're still here no longer wishing did you force yourself to forget your dreams of escape finally realize you weren't that great you've come to nothing so disappear i like the way you're proud of me for getting away and i hate to disappoint but i'm not coming back unlike you i sidestepped the trap to do all the things that weren't allowed of me i can't stay it's hard to visit you're only a memory now and a bad one at that so stay here amongst the fallen i won't hear you when you call and tell me, they say hell's a comfortable prison, is it?  - Jason 4:09pm, Sunday March 5 '06   <-- Back to the poetry menu.