It came to me again the other day & sprawled itself across my skin,
trembling like a Richter Scale,
The Great Valdivia Earthquake,
blurred my vision,
slicked my tongue,
sharpened my teeth,
I felt it give out beneath my feet.

I know that you hurt for I hurt for you,
and I know the pain in your bones that you feel,
heavy, like lead sinking under the layers of an ocean.

It's an awful feeling,
the feelings we feel but this pain,
your pain,
it makes life real.

And I know you won't believe me when I say,
that the dull ache in your body will fade,
and you will wake up with butterflies fluttering in your lungs,
and you will breathe in the music that life sings for you.

Stay strong for the world would miss you if you left it.

ring around the rosey
i heard you were a phony
ashes, ashes,
they were ******* right.

it's too late to eat,
that's too much to eat,
that's too little to eat,
why don't you eat?

getting better but not quite,
still plagued with nothing good to write,
string me up like a flying kite,
because this low, i long for height.

but now that i'm coming down,
oh hush please you're far too loud,
head is aching like i'm in a crowd,
pressure temple crown,
ow.

my lack of nails fail to itch
the scratch of failure on my skin and
i cannot fall asleep at night because
i wake up to the sound of my thoughts
rolling and crashing against one
another into this huge sea of
awful.