It's costing me all I got to give
Just to dig myself out of this hole
I can't figure out why I was meant to live
Or how I can make myself feel whole

I can't afford to deal with this pain
That's been going on for so long
Even sheltered from the rain
I find a way to do something wrong

It's a struggle just to get out of bed
And go on living a life so empty
I can't erase these thoughts from my head
You can't understand what they do to me

I could never
be married
to myself.
We just aren't
that compatible.

  ~mce

make me a poem make me eternal
call me a rose make me
alive like the strawberry sky you see
or meadow grasses softly blowing in the wind
make me that streetcar you caught in 69
down in Haight- Ashbury
or the words to a song sing me
delicately
just like Joni Mitchell would
call me out make me bleed
out
or just mention me once