Was this always
Where you kept me
In a bottle
On a shelf
With your anger
And your boredom
Just part of your mental health
Is this always
How you’ll leave me
Stranded
Gasping for breath
If this is too far out of your depth
Swim back to shore now
That’s your best bet
If you feel like you might die
Go ahead
Hold your breath
Go with the tide

Pretentious
And entitled
Making me sick
No humility
No self awareness
Ever persists
Like a plant
that can’t
Dig through the soil
Lay dead

The soul feels like an ocean
The heart a water drop
A mix of new emotions
Crash then break then stop
Only so much destruction
Before that becomes boring too
Rust turns into corrosion
Then back to nothing new

Not good enough
Not quite suffice
I saw you walk toward me
Pointing your newly sharpened knife
And as I braced for impact
I remembered I’m not even good enough
to penetrate

If I don’t look away
If my hand doesn’t shake
If I smile once or twice
If I say a little more
And wear a little less
Can we try again

Now you can sleep I guess
Unless you still can’t

Crawling toward a light
A little warm light
Campfire lantern stuck in time
When the glow hits my hands I start to dance
Will I ever change
Don’t patronize me
Get off your bended knee
I don’t need you on the same level as me
My eyes are not the things I’m hoping you see
My thighs are the size they are for your hands to squeeze
And I’ve had many days of bruises on them
And many days of milky white
Don’t small talk with me
Don’t tell me what you want me to hear
I see you hanging on my words
It’s cute
And as soon as it’s in my grasp
It becomes my responsibility