…? ;_;

Life is a series of periods - ellipses and endings Feel so caught in a state where I perpetually wait hoping what once was a declarative becomes inquisitive an affirmative negation blossoms to supplication where once was the end, a comma ammeds A semi colon addendum, a sentient heart uniting this sentence of grammatical farce

Have a better tomorrow

Leeches in my brain Leeches in my soul The blood of happiness A distant memory of what was though it has truly never been I lie and say better But the truth is so much worse There was a time I was something A house of cards in a wind tunnel A sand castle built... Continue Reading →

Irrational

Loving you is akin to trying to find the last digit of pi. Irrational. Loving you is like touching my hand to the burner and wondering why it hurts. Tho I swore last time the nerve endings have sizzled and there’s only the numbed sensation of maybe once more won’t. Then I have to wonder... Continue Reading →

This lil light o’ mine

I let a little darkness drip from my fingers And suddenly — I felt less gray I let a little darkness drip from my fingers Because my clouds did part just right today I let a little darkness drip from my fingers in hopes the depression just stays at bay Cause I had a little... Continue Reading →

Possessed Noun

I’m feeling less like a pronoun and more like a possessed noun. Though my name has two syllables, I find the constant is less my consonants and vowels and more apostrophe s’s. ‘S Mom/wife/daughter whatever. These hats that I wear so much I forget how to take them off. I know it’s a bad day... Continue Reading →

I can live with my eyes shut!

An engine not turning failure's synonymous with learning There's something inside Tongues behind teeth hide and a rhyme can disguise all the right kinds of anguish How does it come out? Why can't I shout? Dr. Seuss crackhead, stop trying An engine won't turn It's frozen in doubt hide the truth behind what's easy a... Continue Reading →

Define the Line

I found a world that wasn’t there Tho it seemed so real to me I saw words that didn’t exist Yet I saw it with my own eyes I had a home that wasn’t mine Tho I swore it at the time I found a door that wasn’t a door More like the guillotine of... Continue Reading →

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