TOO FAR GONE

The darkness is our friend -

 disappear in the mountains to find home.

Keep hoping for someone -

 to stop this need to roam.

They say Ganhdi was a poor man -

 we guess we need more of him in us.

It Would Make It Easier -

To Continue Living.

Heart Ache And Misery-

Sweet, Sweet Heart Of Ours-

We Are Breaking Again.

How Did We Become Too Far Gone?

When did we turn to stone -

 why did we embrace the bottle?

We turn to it daily -

 it keeps us smiling and singing.

Helps us fall asleep -

 every fucking night.

They say love is like a dagger -

 it will kill you every time.

She will lead us on and then -

 kill us everything time.

Just to feel better about this life.

It Would Make It Easier -

To Continue Living.

Heart Ache And Misery-

Sweet, Sweet Heart Of Ours-

We Are Breaking Again.

How Did We Become Too Far Gone

How did we turned to . . .

Heart Ache And Misery-

Sweet, Sweet Heart Of Ours-

We Are Breaking Again.

And Now We Are Too Far From Gone..

2025.11.18 @ 2045

Death of Geocities

so....

Yahoo has killed geocities...
So the former home of our poetry, songs, ramblings & rants is no longer...
Fortunately, we were able to save what was,
due to a catastrophic hard drive crash
the only digital version of Skarsoul's catalyst.

with some format editing, we think the Catalyst may find a new home here...

or not...

pause, rewind, replay...

Introduction Time. . . Again.

Well.
We're not sure where or how to start this.
It's been a couple of years since we've had a voice.

We find this is very similar to awakening from a long, alcohol induced coma, and being completely disoriented as to time, place and location.

Be patient with us, and we'll be patient with the world. Perhaps some sense can be made of the senseless.

Peace & Love,
skarsoul

Prince - of Nothing.
Poet - Fool.