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Fell
in love
too fast...
She admits
that it was one sided
What other relationships
have I fabricated?
What else is false?
Have I meant nothing to everyone
,and has my mind been placing
compliments in
my friends mouths
feeding me
my daily compliments
sweet psychopathic nutrients
I wish I wasn't a *******
push-over sometimes


I think about this
as I carve a pumpkin
and try not to scratch
the new stitches
in the back of my head
I wish they were fake
happy hallo-******-ween
I will get over her one day
waiting for
a broken
heart to
heal
is
like falling asleep
//
the more
you focus on
the end
the more
you cannot
realize
when
the change
actually occurs
I will forget her one day
I walk around my hundred person hot tub party
and I
cannot feel anything
crawling through my veins alcohol takes over
alone in my yellow living room full of people

\

The girls from the local apartments are here
they arrive in groups of three
five
six
sometimes in long trains of sixteen
I try not to **** my pants with laughter
as I hug and greet each one as they grace my home
I never thought I would be this person
this tongue tied host

\

the felons are here talking about their latest stints in jail
the Olympian is talking about how he walked next to Lebron James at the opening ceremony
the musicians are serenading a girl that does not want to hear it
plastic bags have been placed over the smoke alarms
the marine is talking about killing in the desert
leaning on the northward wall I take a long drag of my blunt trying to look aloofly attractive
, but failing miserably at the act
until she walked up to me
red leather jacket
skin so soft
binding black dress
I liberated her from it and she kissed me
Kissing her back emptied my inhibitions and the morning after: when I found out he was in love with her and I had slept with her; I felt alone all over again
She ran when this was spoken
Me and him fought with our fists
nothing got resolved
all of a sudden
I feel isolation again
just like the party
leaning on the northward wall
having made thirty conversations
none of which compel me
finally leaving me to the world
that exists in my head
THE ONE I CONTROL

\

I have this negative kick back
whenever I feel something going too nice
I just want to be in my room
alone
with a computer
books
marijuana
a chair
pen
paper
precious paradise
I want to run
tear my flesh off my chest
rip into a heavy metal howl
then have blasting music come in
come in from every corner of the room
the bass tones would bounce from the corners
the high tones would bounce of the walls and refract rapidly
and I would be gone
now wondering
what my position is to where they stand

\

What worlds we can mentally create
and which do we want to step into
Sometimes the ability is strong on Tuesdays but not on Thursdays
Why the inconsistency?
I sometimes throw these parties, and I have no idea what to do during them.
I stare into the blue sky
and I hate it
I can't see pass the blue sky
a reminder that as a human, I am imperfect
but that is ok
for everyone
has the same diagnosis as me
I cannot see the smaller particles of our world
no matter how much money
power
or respect
I am given
beyond the blue sky
on a clear day
I cannot see
forever a reminder
that there is nowhere
to run
I wish I could be more than myself

— The End —