The chain around my hand
was getting too tight
So I let go
Knowing how bad
It was going to hurt

But I ponder
Does it hurt more
to hold on
Or to slowly forget
What you look like

I am sleeping
Wait, no I’m not
I can’t sleep
Staring at the blank white ceiling
Which is more than I can say
About the emptiness
which is me

Why would I do anything else
I don’t think my friends
Appreciate my presence
I don’t think my guitar
Wants my ***** hands all over it

But my bed
My bed lo-

“What?!”
...
“Yeah! I’ll do it later
I’m a little *******
At the moment!”

-ves me
It grips me up and never wants to let go
Similar to a mother
Or even a fa...
No no no
just a mother
Who you haven’t seen in a while

Ten texts and three calls
I leave my phone off of the charge
Hopefully it dies soon
Like with my desires
To ever leave my bed

Phenomenally broken but none to mend
Oh how I yearn for simple healing
Except I have found one medicine
Though this remedy cannot be bought
Read the first letter from each line
You will find what has brought me together

I notice when I leave my home
The beauty from across the way
Such perfection can not be mine
So small and petit
I apologize if I stare for to long
At the red worm proudly every day
I wish something so amazing could be for me
My heart stops when the dancing starts
Such grace cannot go unnoticed
beautiful songs pour filling the otherwise empty street
Captivating me and leaving me paralyzed
For any movement would ruin my listening
For some the ethnicity would intimidate
But for me it peaks my enthusiasm
The thought that such vibrancy comes from so far
But Gone just like yesterday, uprooted from my heart
I haven’t been graced by the magnificence in so long
I see similar here and there
But nothing like the beauty across the street