It's a time for
Growing and
Knowing.
An era of
Changing and
Hating.
Sadly waiting
On tomorrow,
Sleeping. Dreaming.
Running and falling.
Drinking the drinks,
And talking in
Situations for
The next 5, 6,
10 years.
Just looking
Through windows,
And through
Dense faces.
Searching and praying.
Showering and
Trying to find
Anything.
Struggling even to be...
Me.

Today I woke up,
and but that,
I know nothing.

They say it was ugly,
they say I was sad.

They say I fell far,
and I should be dead.

I  talk to the doctors,
I take all the drugs,
but I don't know why.

They say I was sad,
but I don't know why.

I just jumped off a building,
to forget. Not die.

And it worked.

Walk by my home,
when its wet outside.
Knock on my door
and wait while I prepare myself.
do not run away when I say,
"I dont know anymore."
And wipe the tears and rain,
from my beard.
And say "I still love you now,
and I still loved you then."

Set me free in
five
years.
Set me in a house,
in a city.
Away from this wood,
away from this
girl.
With
my
love,
and opportunity.

Out in the woods I sit,
waiting.
Waiting on the wind to
blow leaves off my path.
Waiting for enough branches
to clear.
So I can see my way.

My head looks to the sun
that burns
my back, and my
hands,
they feel the gnarled nub
of a stump that my
body clings to.

I pray to God,
for rain.
Enough rain to flood
this dreary wood.
To wipe it out
like in Noah's
day.
To wipe it
clear and clean
from my
memory.