i let you in
so completely
it was sickening
your hands inside
the darker parts
of my forever tripping brain
you came out
knuckles black
****** and bruised by
the great fight my soul
put up
i tried to do the same
to reach within
your all encompassing blackness
to grab the single bit of life
i came back
heartbroken and with
my nose running ******
you beat my own game
even 900 miles
from where it began
i came back bloodied and
empty
you came back beaten
but victorious
Sep 11, 2013
Sep 11, 2013 at 9:25 PM UTC
being held under
was a
gift
experience
test
game
i took it seriously
i created
endlessly
mercilessly
without realizing
because that's what you do
when you get held under
you find a way to breathe
but mine was temporary
and the water is rising
and there is no way to breathe
i wasted it
my resources
now my cries for air
are not seen as
a cry for help
they are for
attention
the spotlight
because drowning
is the same
as bursting forth
from the water
Aug 12, 2013
Aug 12, 2013 at 1:39 AM UTC
there are many
human beings on
the planet
who
draw
sing
love
think
write
they create beauty
they live with
a purpose
with something to wake up for
what do i have?
i think
and the answer is nothing
i am nothing
i am a pair of feet
a tired mind
heavy limbs
and closed eyes
i sleep
i wake
i grind
through
school
friends
family
i eat
and don't care
and i repeat
my record is broken
my disc is scratched
i am no longer valueable
to anyone
i am routine
i am boring
i am nothing
Aug 12, 2013
Aug 12, 2013 at 12:09 AM UTC