I BROKE my wrist
Snapped it like a TWIG
So I couldn't wave AWAY
The THINGS that they don't say
I'm being FORGOTTEN again
I'm trying to turn my HEAD
But it SNAPS along too
I'm a crumpled HEAP
Of TEARS and BONES
NO STICKS, NO STONES
I CAN'T look away
I can't BRUSH away
That they don't say anything
That I'm being forgotten, *again

Am I a coward if I run away from my problems?
That I never get some solved because I'm scared of the outcome ?
When a problem comes around the corner,
I quickly look the other way.
To tired to do anything more.
I spend days upon days worrying if more problems will come.
Since I don't do anything,
My problems pile higher and higher
Clouding my brain.
Was else is there to do?
I don't have enough energy to resolve the problem.
But the only solution I do have,
Forget.

Laying down in the silence of night
Surrounded by nothing but nothing
Staring at a bright screen where I write
Exchanging thoughts and remaining caught
Up by the mind of another

i spilled ink on a blank page

and it spelled out all the things i could never say to you

on the phone, your voice sounds like it’s dying

and i hope that in the black of night

the telephone lines will carry the unspoken things in the spaces of my sentences

i have a gaping whole in my chest when i think of things that could have been

i bet you would have tasted like streetlights and rain that night

if i would have kissed you under the lamp post when i dragged you down to meet me

you would have felt like the cracks in the pavement under my fingers

you were the alleyways and the fog and the bricks that kept the buildings together when the sky broke through

i look at your hands and your lips and i think they would feel better than any glorious and screaming dawn

i wish i could tape you back together but our bodies are so far apart

.

Dark red blood seeps through the cracks of the cement,
As innocent life is slowly drained out of the body,
While memories flash through the mind at incredible speed,
And all pain fades away with consciousnesses.
Soft eyelids shut,
Tight hands start to unclench,
Slow breath calmly falters,
A relative life,
Forever altered