guess who's here?

anxiety's here!

let me take your heart
and make it
beat
s l o w l y
           w
          o
r        l
e     s
  a  
   l y
    l

          a n       d

it will make you collapse!

liketherewasafuckingblackholeinsideofyou

andthennothi­ngmakesANYsense
b e cccccccccause-

things went chaotic! quickly
            
a       I    
  n  
    d

want to-

-disappear!?

don't believe me,

I'm just

******

but

I have to keep breathing

as if

nothing is happening

can I?

should I?

I don't really know but oh God I wish I could know anything of anything at all

and I wish I wouldn't have to keep writing this statements about

desiring an uncertain death that

doesn't come.

down and out
on the fringe
clinging to life
fingers like powder
just looking up
but tripping back
shoelaces too tight
they untie themselves
scrambling too quickly
I glimpse darkness
an unknown hole
demands its dinner
I keep tripping
legs like rubber
and its over
I let go

I just wanted to come
and wish you well.

Farewell.

Sometimes it just doesn’t happen,
the kiss I had for you.

You were why I liked looking up to the sky and being thankful I was alive
But our love is dead and so am I and I hope you can understand why I quit

I kiss my girl in the middle of the streets, they say it is a problem!
I hit my girl in the middle of the streets, no one gives a ****!
Is this the society I live in?

I've come to the realization that i love the sea so much because it contains the story of us.
I; the waves cresting and crashing and you; the shore calm and caressing


like the waves i am an ever continuous current
going in whatever direction; different
different from everything that has its path
different from everyone full of wrath


and like the shore
you are  strong
you withstand the waves and more
ever so put and a place to breathe
you stay; even when the waves just crash and leave

so like the sea and the shore
we are never a bore
cresting and crashing
calming and pulling

we are both creating and destructing
beautiful and harmful
staying and leaving
loving and hating
and if that's not us or who we seem to be
then tell me, what the hell are we?