I let myself wade in too deep,
got pulled in by the tumultuous current.
But the tide has never come back in.
There's no sanctuary out here. I need to get out now.
To save myself.

Pick me up. Read me.
Fan my pages. Break my spine.
Make notes. Place bookmarks.
Try to learn and understand what may not make sense to you.
Skip ahead and then go back.
Re-read.
Interpret.
Take me in.
Dog-ear the important pages.
Feel the weight of the whole volume.
Do you have questions?
What are your favorite parts?
What do you wish to rewrite?
Or do you only wish to add?
Pick me up. Read me.

its always been a wonder to me,
what keeps everyone waking up every morning ?

what gets you out of bed?

what can be so strong
that overcomes the want to not exist .

or is it just me ?

He said-
Words cannot hurt you
And I tried to remember that
As they slid down my throat

i kept flying away until you looked like a very small bug beneath me.
i didn't want to deal or feel so i flew.
i kept flying higher and higher,
the more i couldn't breathe, the wider my smile got.
i couldn't hear you screaming my name or the clutter of everybody.
flying,
flying,
flying
flying away.