Having trouble adjusting Constant loneliness Experienced it before Never in excess A dream the closest I get to someone Search for a face but still see none Easy making reasons for why I am alone Much harder ignoring truth already known It pushes my ribcage so I can't breathe right Gladly suffocate to keep it out of sight It comes into peripheral without my permission Against eye sockets allegations beyond admission True stories block from my view just in time Deciding to turn and climb Is that urgent buzzing I hear in my ear? With shake of my head I make doubts disappear They fall hard They land in my heart Can no longer deny we are from now on apart
once again i've tied my hands unable to unbind sickness twists and tangles imprisoned by my mind bound by mistakes echoed held by my own will captive and the captor
Sitting by the window Collecting my thoughts How little they May seem I feel something stir Within and without Its not the sound Of words Churning through My head But rather The tip.toeing.of Rain Across the window