The moisture will evaporate
Clouds will form
The rain will pour
the sun will come out.

Night will turn to day
Day to night
Over and over
And over again

The earth will continue to spin
Rotate
Orbit
The ball will drop at the start of a new year
Lovers will kiss
Friends will celebrate

Music will sound just as sweet
As the band marches on
Left foot, right foot, repeat.

An empty matress under a frame
Lights that no longer glow
Strings that haven't been plucked in ages

A plant with no water
No sun
No hope for growth

Please

what are you to do
when you're walking down a hall
gray walls, gray floor, gray ceiling
no texture at all

the hall is long
like one of those assignments they make you do
in your highschool art class
where you draw two lines
that start with some distance between them
but as you drag your pencil across the paper
you angle the lines inward towards one another
maybe to create a road or
a hallway with checkered floors
and doors that you never angle quite right

but my hallway
is just... gray
and drawn out, it seems that the hall never stops
all i can think
all i can feel right now
is that i'll drag my feet step by step
through this bland bland hallway
and when i reach the end of the drawing
the illusion that it continues
i'll just leap off the paper

Sometimes I wish that
I could go back in time
and beg my mother not
To birth me into this world

Because if I had never
Been born, then nobody
Would ever let me hurt them,
Or be burdened by my presence

And I wouldn't feel this way
Right now, or late at night
When I'm all alone
Begging for some type of release

I want to be a balloon
So I can just float away from
Everyone, and even myself.
Because eventually, all balloons *pop

from holding on so **** tight

Two cups of coffee and suddenly the answers are all clear to me

there’s a certain peace
that comes with our noisy little apartment
west of the city, still within its bounds

a chirping bird, the bell of the trolley
a siren wailing in the distance

wind rustles through the leaves of the shingle oak outside our bedroom window
brown and crisp, they’ll likely hold on till spring

light peers through our window, facing  east
illuminating the plant that was carefully placed there
every day, waiting, for its moment in the sun

I turn to face you.
you’re heavy and warm
lips pursed ever so slightly in your slumber

stirring
as our little cat tip toes
around your head,
looking for a place to settle in

I lean my weight into you
and I am met with the warmth of your touch
molding my body to fit the shape of yours
as you indulge in your Saturday slumber

the trolley screeches against the tracks
as the bird continues to sing it’s tune
my cat finds herself settled at my feet
and I, entangled in you.

I'm a plane on autopilot
in a constant state of "whatever"
days pass me by but they all seem to blur together.

my head is so foggy i can barely think straight; I'm trudging through life in a depression-induced haze.

the heart in my chest is far heavier than it should be, my stomach is in knots and everything hurts my feelings.

I try to control it and I try to be okay, but I can't help it in the car when tears stream down my face.

I'm a lit fuse, an active volcano, a grenade ready to blow. any little thing that happens causes my cup of emotions to overflow.

I feel so trapped, there's no way out of my head. I don't even find comfort under the covers in my own bed. there's nothing I can do to put these demons to rest.

because I'm not a child who finds security in a teddy bear or a blanket or a rocking chair. I can't color away my problems when I feel that nobody cares.

usually this would be the resolution
stanza where I say what will solve the problem, but I don't know how to and that scares me. I hope I find my way soon.

It's hard to go back to reality after being really happy. It gets so bad that i can't even see my own hands in the dark. Sometimes i feel as if the darkness is consuming me, and the only way to stop it is to let it take over, letting the fire that is my life burn out. I don't let this happen though, as i feel like my one earthly duty is to protect the people that i love.