I'm in another of those moods tonight where I just wish I would drop dead. Nah... that wouldn't accomplish anything I want done. But living hurts, more than it has in a good chunk of time. These moods have been coming over me again as of late. Relapses. I was doing so well. This is not me - I hate this.

do you miss me late at night,
when the world and your body are calm,
and your arms are empty,
or curl around a pillow?