I smoke too much
I drink too much
I don't sleep enough
Balanced diet?  Ha
I don't exercise enough
But, this is the perspective of others
I don't just survive
I live
I feel
I do what it takes
To wind the clock to keep on ticking
Still young at heart
Even though I know time is flying by
Never to be replaced
No matter how busy
Or tired
Or burnt
I still take time to notice the wonderful things
Big or small
They are what keep me moving
And keep me
Young at heart

There's a Ripple in the Sky
Because you never even tried
To impress those who belittled you.

These Burial Mounds
Don't reserve spots
It just is what it is
The dead can't speak
Because they died from physical defeat
In the tides of war
Leaving the mental condition sore.

My eyes only focus on surroundings, though you’re ten inches away  
Looking into my eyes, I can’t focus.
My speech is fumbled. It takes forever. Can you see? Waiting.  You’re looking at me as my body is filling with concrete.

My thoughts are unclear,
Hide the tenseness with laughter. It okay if there is laughter.
I can see myself where I want to be free.

I am wrapped in plastic, under my skin, tightening against my flesh.

I don’t feel my heartbeat,
I don’t feel myself breathing. I feel my joints, I feel myself reacting to connect. I will do anything to get out of this never ending emotional chamber.

I want to know you,
I know you are talking to me. I don’t know where my soul is. It feels trapped in my bloodstream, locked in my fingernails.  

An apathetic wave hits my entire body, the undertow pulls me and I can only feel my ears filling with mumbled conversation.  

Paralyzed by my imagination. My reality has pushed me  out of  my well being.
Two boxes of doughnuts and cake at the office. Deprived meaning

My thoughts are unclear,
Hide the tenseness with laughter, its how you’re free.