Sick of the land
I was placed in
Coddled with knee socks
I breathe when I feel lost

If I'm being honest
I can't even concentrate

Just gonna conk out
My last thoughts
Are on some

Wanna be
Sarcastic
God-complex
****

My lack of
Currency
Makes me worthless

In the worst way

Makes me
dispensable
   Disposable

Low and behold
I never thought
I'd dig myself

This deep
A hole

Oh No!!!

How
can
something
smell
so
sweet
yet
taste
so
bitter?

Oh Happy Day
What a very Happy  day
Now, how many laps do I have to take
And how many acts could I actually save
til I one day savor it
Here, take your HATE you can cradle it
Ive been an angel of patience
still stuck in prayer
Theyll say
she is so much safer
without the danger there
waiting to break
her
Pain is simply in her nature

If weakness is unveiled

Would a foe be a friend?




If your skin read like braille


Could that friend be a lover?

I guess I should thank you
For the solitude
I definitely do
Deserve some me time

Closure
Is an illusion
Science shows us
Life is constantly
In flux

Cant keep waiting
On a certain moment, event,
Or epiphany
To button up our suffering
In a neat little package

We've hung on to this hope of
AFTER
Only "AFTER" is when I'll be healed
Enduring days won't be devastating
And suddenly I'll be this beacon
Of strength, I'll be able to endure anything

In truth,
Grief's a heartache
That never really goes away
The brain starts to play
With what's "fact"and whats "fake"

If this is the way
Then where am I going?