the fear
that binds the wall
that hides the truth
is non logical
but rational

divides the self
and keeps me aloof

must be named
but not shamed
to make me whole

it serves a use
that has no use

fear is the function
of the wound
the causation of confusion
and its taken root

i had
a slice of normality
the other day

and
it was
******* delicious

please
dont feed me
to the vultures

im already
skin and bone

give me something real
a hand to hold
so i can feel

not just a flailing soul
lost
in lifes bitter gale

torn and tethered
hands of steel

give me something real
a hand to hold
so i can feel

too much honey
don't feel right

these scars
are warm

and they're shapin
the night

breathe deep
shake n fight

this rubiks cube
is spinning & dancing
and im always ******* grasping

empty hands
clasp again
im tired of this grey noose

house of straw
built once more
or will it take root

share your words
share your thoughts
help me navigate

this nauseating numbness
eats away
day after day

endless
relentless
repressive
scream

and still
the water drips
tipping me
from restless

ripping me
towards a man
whos broken and helpless

it wears me down
screaming
hoarse and breathless

it dont change
day after day

grab it
but i cant catch it
its my life
and its passing me by