i swim in the Sea
of Depression,
it’s Free...

i wallow in the Gorges
of Sadness,
it’s Gorgeous...

then,
Anxiety.
cramped, Aggressive,
shake Panicky.

i run in Circles
claw my face
can’t breathe
lose my Faith

...and sense of reality
as it IS.

I can’t breathe
On these choking
White streets of
The United
States
of
R
a
c
i
s
m

I doodle pictures
On your arm
Will you ink them
On your heart

Just
Little you
And little me
Would fill up all the big space
In the world

Faith, please help me to believe
That I have good reason to live
That nothing is coincidence
Give me enough confidence

Truth, I pray to you with tears
Be my goddess, sweet release
Guide me through the waves of life
Don’t let me give up hope in life

invisible umbilical chord
ties me to you
feeds me love
even in your death

i inherited your fight    
to make sense of the nonsense
you live in my rebellion
against the world

i’m bleeding out screams through
words on the paper
if I don’t make sense that’s because
death doesn’t either.

Little heart beats
Constant hammer
In construction
Sonogram panic