Could say that I made it
To summit
And plummeted
Pulled myself up
And got back
To the top of it
Stopping for only
A moment
To breathe
To receive the tranquility,
From troubles leave
But returned to the struggle,
The downward descent
Like an addict who still
Gets his fix on lament

Serendipity meant for me
With her to be
But did not guarantee us
Psychotherapy
Nor provided,
Enabled,
Equipped me to help
Never spelt out
How she could
Salvation
Myself
No prerequisites
Called for
Compatible traits
And the rest of its
Fall for
That look on her face
Only fated
To date,
To confide in,
Console
Lonely wanted
To sooner or later
Control
My emotions’
Devotion
To feel what she feels
But not always
Commitment
To what it reveals

Distance makes
The heart grow fonder
Of without her
Love to ponder
All the ways
She makes me somber
Inadvertently
Of course
Correct, directs me
To the source
Of what enabled
Transformation
Now deprived
Of its sensation
Placed her in
Recessive corners
Confines of
Mental disorders
Where at least
She lives in thought
But dies in what
Was better sought

Raising awareness
Of critical issues
As helpful as therapy’s
Box full of tissues
And raising funding
Fundamentally flawed
When elected officials
Just sit and applaud
No, you really want change?
Then it must be sought after
The fact, only act
Out the selfish disaster
Pertaining to me
Rising seas
At my door
Or else don’t be the one
Knocking on it for more

Not just me
Who is ceasing to be
Interested
Came a time
I once cared
But now there
In its stead
Is a somber indifference
A sullen withdrawal
Where I used to be
Head over heels
Now I fall
Not in love,
From above
From on high
I deny
Having any incentive
To send a reply
Having any stake left
In the politics game
Having all the ink drain
From my pen hand
In vein

The next move
Is physical
Force
Altercation
The final
Is my
Boiling point
Aggravation
Approaching
Eruption
Too placid
To burst
And confronting it only
Just making it worse
So let passive aggressive
Gestures
Be the first
Move we make
To reiterate I
From formality break
Want you gone
Seethe with hate
As I see through your face
Cherished memories
Perish
Your life,
A disgrace
The potential I formerly saw
Laid to waste
You’re pathetic,
A pitiful,
Peasant
Peon
And now all I look forward to
Day that you’re gone

Reverting back
To childish games
Retaliatory
Crazy claims
That I’m to blame,
You’re not at fault
Within your pride
You still exalt
Delusional
Not worth your salt
Destructive tendencies
Must halt
Across the hall
Your stride aloof
Above your head
I’ve kept this roof
And all I get
Is more vindictive
Actions, but take care
To listen
To the sound
Of my not caring
All I hear is your
Despairing
Barely can afford to eat
So back into your room
Retreat