the morning comes
and with it the sun
the love that I have is for no one
I look out the window
and hear the birds
they aren't nothing but words
so lost in thought and memory before
god's awful memory has not lived for
an awful thought million, or billions despised
in my eyes I'm blind from I can't hear your cries
you go on to ocean, you go on to shore
collect you things you find
and call out for more
to the birds overhead
but I can't hear anymore


if they called out your name
what would you say?
would it just be hello
or would you ask them to say
to answer a question
fallen but true
what in god's name are you
and what should I do?

and you're a good person
someone I loved with all my heart for three years.
but you're a shitty poet,
and the cops thought your art was crazy.

and they thought you were crazy.
and they took me to the hospital, as they must
and no one knew why the **** you had a problem

I know why you did. P and A. that don't give you
an excuse to treat me like the way you did.

I really tried to be what you wanted. you kept
accusing me of drinking so I said **** it. I might as well like it.


you know what, though, I didn't. you broke my heart. three years. goodbye.

I am so glad to be rid of you
your head somehow got to mine
and now that you're good and gone
I can finally rest, not told to sleep
and to be myself you always knew
without a guilt trip, from your deep

I know you will read this. And I don't care.


Beware! The random people that talk
and say too much, and speak their minds
For they are not the same as those who appear kind
Many have lost time, and worry about
things like sunsets, and have no point or business
And all life is just something to dream about
and when it's over you sleep.


fill you heart with worry
your mind with sorry
but you left me for dead
and there is no forgiving you
you have no mind, heart, soul, or future
and I meant that I wanted you always
but now I want you never


you know who you are

unless, of course, you're still "looking for a man for friendship."

"goldenhinde. . ."

how good to see you here
after three years
can't leave your single site
or I'm telling you what to do

"goldenhinde. . ."

I'm sorry to come to this site. I don't mean to invade your privacy. But when I look up my name, it always come up. So many beautiful, heartbreaking things you wrote to. . .someone I know (but sometimes don't know.) So many things how I wish it could be. And I don't want it to be sad now.

I know what you wrote earlier to me. I only wanted to say how beautiful all those things were to me. How I believe they can still be.

I love you with all my heart.

I can't think of anything pretty to write right now.

Just that your beauty, sincerity, honesty, strength. . .I will never know anyone like you ever again. I hope we can find ourselves again.

I love you, sweetheart.

--Christopher John Mazey

This make me cry. I love you.

I love you too.