The August felt like November
and my mood followed
suit
A wind that held no silence

From a cool blow that battered
me
As if
I wasn't bruised enough  

For I was the broken one
A mind so empty of full
In a world so barren of soul
And so I pained

I pained for others
I pained for help
I pained for relief

From this madness we call Earth

No pills to change my eyes
No laughters
Fill my heart

These tears are all but wasted
Left
I'm left the all behind

The walk into the emptiness

I'll join the blinkered mass
Condition red
We fall in line

The face behind the mask

You know you're grown up
when a family vacation
sounds like heaven,
because you haven't been
on one since four years ago
when you were a sophomore in
High school and your mom
got remarried.
Somewhere along the way
spending time with your
family doesn't matter anymore,
and everyone becomes obsessed
with bills and work and
relationships.
And somewhere along the
way everyone has their own
problems,
and no time to help with
anyone else's problems.
Somewhere along the way
you're family became people too,
and suddenly youre not so
alone anymore.

sum of moments
torque of the moment
rotation of moments
surround me