I am the difficult person.
Tell me a hundred times I'm not...

But I guarantee soon enough
you'll walk away
like the rest of them.

Slumping down,
eyes cast to the ground,
disappointment surges through you
like adrenaline.
You take on more,
thinking you can handle it,
but now it all has fallen in.
A scream builds up,
you swallow it back,
bite your lip
but now the tears won't stop.
You want to be strong,
hold it all up,
keep it all together
but now you feel like you're gonna pop.
The weight of the world is all that you feel.
Try to smile to keep out the worries,
but they'll always be there,
because really nothing's fair.

This summer day
is terrible,
My body is
inoperable.

The temperature
is 78.
Sandals or shoes?
choices I hate.
The sky is too
bright a blue,
The suns cruel rays
burn right through.
And those few clouds
take no shape-
My imagination they
do ****.
Oh the flowers
bright with bloom
All the colors
a painful flume.

Bees buzzing
a hellish tone
Within my kingdom?
so near my throne?
I loathe the children
and their cheer,
The slightest thought
so hard to hear.
Yet to be *******
by the sound-
of people running,
No solace found!

For no one cares
no, not for me
Bound to chair
while you are free.

My body is
inoperable,
This summer day
is terrible.

just like you
could feel my fever
when it broke

i could feel
your fever
when it broke

i wept
like the ocean
for a few nights

you told me
to tell you
the truth

that's
what i'm
craving too

we're far
but i hear
your consciousness tonight

these bodies are broken down boats
our souls though
are still being

held
above
water