Feels like I'm ripping my innards out like confetti,
Throwing it in the face of whomever has the courage, kindness or
Lack of warning.
Crying, screaming,
"Please please please look at me I can't do this alone.
I'm so scared and you're so
Kind and you definitely care.
You care, you told you me care.
Why why does it feel like it's not enough?
Something is wrong.
Oh god,
Something I have done has caused you harm. Maybe if I keep digging in I'll find it.
Please I'll say anything. Wait, wait
Until I find it, please don't leave,"
I say I as root around and dig into
My brain and guts and heart,
Until every inch is scraped.
"Maybe it's this? Maybe it's my parents?
It's definitely my parents.
Why doesn't that help?
Maybe I need to learn how to communicate better?
Maybe it's my internalized hatred,
My anxiety and depression, anything.
What is wrong with
Me?
Maybe it's
You?
Oh god, no I'm so sorry I didn't mean to suggest that"
And I go on and on and on until
I wear them down into dust,
Unrecognizable and tired.
Then, unsatisfied and guilty
That I've done such an awful thing, I dig again.
Jan 18
Jan 18, 2026 at 7:28 PM UTC
Bright colored yellows and soft muted greens,
With a pipe in hand and a light for the means,
Of smoking away this long and hard day.
Leg dangles from branch, it waves lazily,
Clouds rise with a puff, and float merrily,
One great big ole breath, and troubles seem to cease.
Feb 16, 2021
Feb 16, 2021 at 12:19 AM UTC
The night punished without you
Reveals a certain distinct state
Only dark and bitter
It's dark and bitter
To taste touch or smell
Foul taste slimy touch rotten smell
Running with no feet to feel
The ground beneath is dry
beneath is dead
Void of life of any life
(Any life or no life)
Rosy cheeks lips and eyes
Of setting sun and setting lies
Fall on those ghoulish lips
The night punished without you
She swings ebbs and flows
With or without you
Jul 18, 2019
Jul 18, 2019 at 7:10 PM UTC
Wistful are the eyes of the elderly.
How long they've lived!
How little they've left.
How little they've done.
How long they've run.
Wishing not to die but one more day.
Praying to the sky and she will say,
Let me be a kid again, to run and play.
Society has run me ragged;
I'm scared that if I die too soon
I'll be forgotten by tomorrow's noon.
She cries and kneels softly
Like a feather she floats away.
Jul 15, 2019
Jul 15, 2019 at 12:45 PM UTC
Sore body trembles
Your callused hands bore fruit
Green, paper fruit
To buy the little things
Keep the monkey clapping
Silly monkey doesn't know
He could be living one-third longer
Had it not been stolen from him
So consume monkey
Glue your eyes to plastic life
Slide your mind from wrong to right
Feast like sulton on stranger's food
Forever trapped you cyclic fool
But I'm a monkey just like you
Jul 14, 2019
Jul 14, 2019 at 9:49 PM UTC
Crush my spirit
Use it as medicine
For your own benefit
And give it to your friends
And give it to your family
Your dogs and cats too
I have no need for it
I don't want a need for it
Stretched thin and squeezed
Like a summer lemon
Now I'm a lemon
And you're refreshed
Jul 13, 2019
Jul 13, 2019 at 10:25 PM UTC
We saw the shapes in clouds
Together, like we were kids
Forever, if only for the moment
But clouds pass
And now I see you in the clouds
Every cloud
Especially rain clouds
Jul 13, 2019
Jul 13, 2019 at 10:20 PM UTC
Poetry helps but poetry makes it worse
Does that make sense?
Let me spell it out for you
Poetry heals wounds but poetry opens another
Jul 13, 2019
Jul 13, 2019 at 10:13 PM UTC
Barrier of light
Holding back the dark
Growing weak
Crawling in
A dark, dark night again
Jul 13, 2019
Jul 13, 2019 at 10:10 PM UTC
Gritting grinding
Bare bone to bone
Like the gnashing of two rocks
Trying to force through another
Until sudden sharp jolts of electricity
Shoot through blistered nerve endings
Pounding drums inside, no one's home
Sharp, alert and now awake
No pain anymore
Until eyes close shut once more
Jul 11, 2019
Jul 11, 2019 at 10:44 PM UTC