...maybe that's become socially acceptable now. Am I cool now? Is "cool" still within the proper vernacular?
Oh... and I'm emo as FUCK.
Mexicant's Musings

“It’s all I ever wanted to know” It’s true. It hasn’t been very long but all I ever wanted was you. I didn’t know it at the beginning. You were just a cool girl that I was into. It wasn’t until we moved in together and started building a life together that I realized the thing that was missing was you. All the pain, all the anger, all the despair just seem to float away when I was with you. You centered me. You calmed me.
I look back now and realize how much of myself is because of you. You helped mold me into a normal human being. You fixed the cuts and bruises to help me shape me into something worthy of existing in society. You showed me what it meant to care for something with every part of me. Every inch of my fiber was devoted to you.
I messed up though. I took you for granted and forgot how much you meant to me. I let you slip through my fingers and it drove a wedge between us. I see that. I just don’t understand how you could move so fast. How could you give up? How could you tear down a life with little hesitation? Did I not matter to you anymore? Do I not matter now? How could you say you loved me and leave so heartlessly? What happened to forever? What happened to the vows we took? Why did you make me love you if you were going to leave?
You showed me what it meant to finally be happy and then ripped it from me. You’ve left me hollow and alone.
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this love built up inside me
I thought would last always
once burning wildly
now being doused with pain
no sympathy could ever remove your scars
laid upon me
how could you move on so fast
it’s all I ever wanted to know
the thought of you with another
crushes my soul
I don’t understand
when you stay you still love me
but I guess I know you now better than I did
how could you move on so fast
it’s all I ever wanted to know
for your type of love is a curtain
you will hide behind for the rest of your life
regret will always get you in the end and that is the only piece of mind I have

”But please, remember me, my misery, and how it lost me all I wanted” Could that be the reason? Could my constant depression be the reason behind it all? I’ll admit that I’m not the easiest to be with but I thought she’d understand. I watched my mother go from a vibrant and happy woman to a living skeleton in the span of a year. I sat by her side while the cancer spread from her breasts to her muscles, from her muscles to her bones, from her bones to her blood, and from her blood to her brain. I watched her fight harder than I’ve seen anyone fight before… but in the end she lost.
The chemo made her so brittle she ended up breaking both legs, an arm, both hips, shattered her pelvis beyond repair, and had three vertabrea collapse on her. By the end she was soiling herself uncontrolably and stopped recognizing who I was. My own mother didn’t know who I was. Do you have any idea what that feels like?
But I sat by her. I helped wash and feed her. I gave her her medications. I did anything I could for her. But in the last moments I was gone. Some nurse came by to bring medical supplies and forgot a few things. Being the good son I went to town to get them. She passed while I was away. My mother died without her son by her side. By the time I got back she had been gone for a while and the priest was performing the last rights.
I have to live knowing I failed to be with her when she passed.
So I’ve been depressed. Well, more so than usual I should say. But maybe it was the wallowing in it that cost me the only thing left in my world. I wasted an entire year being a lump on a couch. It seems as though my misery brings me nothing but misery. It’s quicksand and there’s no way out.
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Please, remember me happily / By the rosebush laughing / With bruises on my chin, the time when we counted every black car passing / Your house beneath the hill / And up until someone caught us in the kitchen / With maps, a mountain range, a piggy bank / A vision too removed to mention
But please, remember me fondly / I heard from someone you’re still pretty / And then they went on to say / That the pearly gates / Had some eloquent graffiti / Like “We’ll meet again” and “Fuck the man” / And “Tell my mother not to worry” / And angels with their great handshakes / Were always done in such a hurry
And please, remember me that Halloween / Making fools of all the neighbors / Our faces painted white / By midnight, we’d forgotten one another / And when the morning came I was ashamed / Only now it seems so silly / That season left the world and then returned / And now you’re lit up by the city
So please, remember me mistakenly / In the window of the tallest tower / Calling passers-by but much too high / To see the empty road at happy hour / Gleam and resonate, just like the gates / Around the holy kingdom / With words like “Lost and found” and “Don’t look down” / And “Someone save temptation”
And please, remember me as in the dream / We had as rug-burned babies / Among the fallen trees and fast asleep / Aside the lions and the ladies / That called you what you like and even might / Give a gift for your behavior / A fleeting chance to see a trapeze / Swinger high as any savior
But please, remember me, my misery / And how it lost me all I wanted / Those dogs that love the rain and chasing trains / The colored birds above their running / In circles around the well and where it spells / On the wall behind St. Peter / So bright, on cinder gray, in spray paint / ”Who the hell can see forever?”
And please, remember me seldomly / In the car behind the carnival / My hand between your knees, you turned from me / And said, “The trapeze act was wonderful / But never meant to last”, the clown that passed / Saw me just come up with anger / When it filled with circus dogs, the parking lot / Had an element of danger
So please, remember me finally / And all my uphill clawing / My dear, but if I make the pearly gates / I’ll do my best to make a drawing / Of God and Lucifer, a boy and girl / An angel kissing on a sinner / A monkey and a man, a marching band / All around a frightened trapeze swinger
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I feel wounded. As if my legs had been run through and I was forced to swim in the ocean. Every movement is blinded by the pain burning inside of me but I have to move to stay alive. I swallow mouthful upon mouthful of deadly water while trying to keep my head above water knowing that I’m just going to drown anyways.
I feel desperate. Trashing around from the fear of death and the pain of life. Knowing that the only outcome is for me to finally sink below the tides and fade away. I see a ship in the distance but every time I go to scream I swallow more water and fate comes that much quicker. Anyone who could help me is on the boat as it floats away and I’m left alone… broken… defeated… slowly grasping onto the glimmer of hope while the inevitability of despair comes for me.
Everyone who could save me has left. I’m alone with a ringside seat to my own end.

It’s the glare from the reflection
Making patterns in your eyes
It’s the looking back in anger
With every second slipping by
Undertow has come to take me
Guided by the blazing sun
Look at everything around us
Look at everything we’ve done.
Please anyone
I don’t think I can, save myself
I’m drowning here please, anyone
I don’t think I can, save myself
I’m drowning here please anyone
I don’t think I can, save myself
I’m drowning here please, anyone
I don’t think I can, save myself
There’s a tiny little window
Swarms of locusts fill the sky
Maybe I just disappear, If I can
Keep my head above the tide.
Please, anyone
I don’t think I can, save myself
I’m drowning here please, anyone
I don’t think I can, save myself
I’m drowning here please, anyone
I don’t think I can, save myself
I’m drowning here please, anyone
I don’t think I can, save myself
”Maybe I never tried hard enough all these times.” Maybe that’s what happened. I make no assumptions that this is all my fault but for my part I can clearly see where I failed. And I failed a lot. In all honesty I’m not sure how she managed to hold on this long. I had hoped that she would’ve said something to me sooner so we could try to work it out instead of springing this on me but I don’t blame her. I would leave me too.
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Run!
Outrun The sun!
For hours I tried to outrun the sun / Tried to speak with a mouthful of blood
But still I’m choking on your tears… still I’m choking on you tears
Words slowly fall off my tongue
Maybe I never tried… hard enough… all these times
Outrun the sun!
Maybe I never tried… hard enough… all these times / The air seems so damn still today / When emptiness is all we have to fill the vacancies
You lied when you said it would all be okay / You lied when you said tomorrow is merely another day away
When the sun never rises wherever you are you begin to lose track of the stars.
I hurt. I honestly fucking hurt. I wrote a full post about this, reread it, and found that it was full of pretentiousness and did not accurately portray how I currently feel. My mother is dead. I’ll never have her back. I’ll never get to talk to her, I’ll never see her smile, I’ll never hear her laugh, and I’ll never be able to ask her for advice. My brother will have to grow up not knowing how fucking awesome his mother was and how great she would have been to his life. My step-dad is crying alone most nights wishing he actually believed in god so he could find comfort in the world when there is none. He’s seen the ravages of war first hand though and believes there is no “father” watching.
My wife filed the final papers for divorce. She’s no longer my wife. I can’t count on her to care about me or anything concerning me ever again. I’ve forcibly had a large portion of my soul torn out of me. Pieces of the puzzle that make up my self have been taken and destroyed. I sleep in a bed that is too big for me in a room that has never felt colder. I go through the motions of living but know that it’s empty and pointless. I exist out of habit now. I fell to my fucking knees, crying to the heavens, begging to make a deal with my devil to make this agony stop. But it was pointless. God, as always, is a sadistic bastard and my pleas fall on deaf ears.
The two lights of my life have been extinguished and I am alone in the darkness again.
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Life it seems, will fade away / Drifting further every day / Getting lost within myself / Nothing matters no one else / I have lost the will to live / Simply nothing more to give / There is nothing more for me / Need the end to set me free
Things not what they used to be / Missing one inside of me / Deathly lost, this Can t be real / Cannot stand this hell I feel / Emptiness is filling me / To the point of agony / Growing darkness taking dawn / I was me, but now he ‘s gone
No one but me can save myself, but it’s too late / Now, I can’t think, think why I should even try / Yesterday seems as though it never existed / Death Greets me warm, now I will just say goodbye
