Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Inaudible Chatter

I am the quietest
when I have something to say

I never meant for
it to get this way

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Sick Belly

a windowless room, without air
a conversation with no words, or movement
more of an absence 
than presence 
give me something to get sucked into
get me out of my small container hell

it looks like a white box on a calendar
I can cross it off, but the following day is the same regardless

Down in the Dumps

I concluded this is how I was meant to live

drenched in a nervous sweat,

too exhausted to stand,

slurring, stammering,

feeling 

terrible, 

looking the same,

hating myself, and every feeling and thought 

to cross my mind.

Monday, April 28, 2014

Beyond Empathy


It's over, it's over, it's over,
I say this over and over and over
until I am completely enveloped in the void of you
I look longingly at your lifeless body, with disgust, too
somehow, even now, I feel as though I relate
"I am shaking, shutter at the mention
of how little reasons we'll still be friends"

I am going to try and do better, just not today




Lord Knows


"You were a song I couldn't sing
caught like a bear by the bees with its hand in the hive
who complains of the pain of the sting
when I'm lucky I got out alive!
a life at best left half behind,
the taste of the honey still sweet on my tongue
and I'd run (Lord knows I've tried)
but there's no place on earth I can hide
from the wrong I've done"



Sunday, April 27, 2014

Saturday, April 26, 2014

Dangerous Acquaintances

     "Hurting someone is an act of reluctant intimacy."

Does Not Matter


It is remarkable that different people will have different thoughts when they look at the same thing.

But the sad truth is that the truth is sad, and that what you want does not matter.

Friday, April 25, 2014

You Were Orphaned By Indifference


"It's bad enough feeling sad,
but feeling embarassed about your feelings.."

No One Knows Me Like You Do

 I was appropriate for your death bed
 but disposable with the opportunity of living life instead
 I held out my hand
 you left me hanging there for four years
 and subsequent to confirming all of my fears
 I retract when those draw close
 who do not know
 and I am now not sure what to do 
 because no one knows
 no one knows but you

Thursday, April 24, 2014

I Am Not a Pathological Liar

 I just cannot remember the last time that I told the whole truth.

Eastar