Whoever I am is not something you need
I'm not something you must have in order to survive
Your sun sets and rises in my absence
But I wish that you looked at me as though your world spun on my axis
People don't belong to people
But I hoped you'd want me to be yours
It didn't matter to me how you showed me you cared
With words or actions
I waited with baited breath
But it never seemed to be what you were searching for
It was never me

I do not have depression,
But I face it every day.
I have spent years
trying to save someone else's life
instead of taking care of my own.
Many times I have caught myself
picking people up off the floor
and leaving a piece of me in their place.
I have spent many sleepless nights coaxing them out of death
because the insomnia was having it's way anyways..

I am not asking for sympathy
or a pat on the back.
I ask simply that you remember that
I am human too.
I can break just like everyone else can.
The only difference is that I am willing to break for the sake of those who are already broken.

I do not have depression.
But that doesn't mean I am not depressed.

form doesn't hafta **** content
but it often does
with modes of operation done to death

all of us
are its vics

so i rise up and **** it back
w slant rhymes that tickle the oblique
consonance that creeps
and an assonance that grabs

My mom
Tells me I'm a gift.

She says love
Is what keeps the atoms
In you and I
Is the moment
She caught my
Father's eye
Is the day
My grandfather died
With a candy kiss on his cheek
She had never tasted something so sweet.

When we were little
We played kickball,
The ground is lava
And hide-and-go-seek.
As I grew I knew most days,
It was harder to find myself;
Let alone somebody else.

And I have been around
Enough center city playgrounds
To see the rich
Pump every bit of spare change
In their veins fighting
A cancer that they
Never learned to put in their past.
To see the poor
Wage wars with themselves
Trying to pick up
Way too much,
Way too fast;

Nobody really knows how to make love last.

So put your prism your heart
Beneath the moonlight.
Refract the wavelengths
Of your wonders
Into ROYGB-eautiful like the sea,
It took a lot of jellyfish to let
people see through me.

And even more mirrors
To find a place I was comfortable
Praying in.

Fraying in doorways
Where I learned hope,
Is looking both ways
On a one way street
Cause it can be so easy to thank God
While you still have bread to eat.

I have never prayed
So hard for a healthy meal
Than the days I remember
The heart is a muscle;
And sometimes the only
Thing we need
Is to "work it out."

And I know that some days,
My doubt hangs my
Smile like Jesus Christ
I never quite learned
How to bleed right.

But if there's one thing
I found from cleaning
The crosses out of the
Empty hallway of my character
Is that you haven't experienced loss
Until you've held two outstretched arms
For years waiting for your innocence to come back.
Nothing, weighs more than the guilt of your past
And nothing throws punches
Faster than the ghost of who you used to be.

And I know it's hard
To stop looking for yourself
Under every bed you
Left nightmares in
And I know it's hard
To be comfortable
In your own skin

But sometimes bars
Aren’t the only thing
That builds a cage
And sometimes
The only way to live
With yourself
Is to stop digging
Your own grave.

You can spend years
Listening to morticians
And never get grounded.
Surrounded by the
Square roots we all share,
By the same air,
We've all got to learn to let go.

To learn that
Holding your breath
Has never been how
Living things
Learn to
Grow

Trying not to notice the
notice to quit,
the spit in the face,
what the hell's wrong
with this place?
my face doesn't fit is
that it?