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 Apr 2018 Mims
b e mccomb
there were things
we wouldn't do
neither for love
nor for money


but what about when
we have to chose
for love or
for money?


WAKE UP!
IT'S FOUR A.M.!
YOU NEED TO
GET OUT THERE!
SMILE AT PEOPLE
YOU ARE AN ADULT!
AND YOU HAVE
BILLS TO PAY!
R E S P O N S I B I L I T Y


i miss you
i haven't seen you
in weeks
maybe months

we grow up
and it's no longer
whole weekends
spent at ease
but phone calls
snatched after work

**** you
adulthood

and we still play pretend
call each other different names
but these are different days
and far worse growing pains


WAKE UP!
YOU HAVE
BILLS TO PAY!
PEOPLE WHO YOU
DON'T CARE ABOUT
TO IMPRESS!


**** this
******* life who demands
we chose money
over love.
daily grind includes: explaining why you're college aged and not in college, remaking someone's coffee drink that costs more than i make in an hour and pushing aside a clawing sense of loneliness when you crawl into your twin sized bed at nine pm. stressed out by twenty one pilots was my jam when i was seventeen and now it's even more my jam at twenty. i just miss my friends

copyright 4/6/18 by b. e. mccomb
 Apr 2018 Mims
b e mccomb
it's time
 Apr 2018 Mims
b e mccomb
it's time
to face some things
and move on

it's time
to let go
of what hurts

i am
who i am
and i am not
who i was

i am
human
i am not
who you
wanted me
to be

and it's time
to figure out
why
it still hurts

why i'm
crying

why i can't
let go

it's time
to remember

to become
fully who i
am and not
who i learned
to be in
self defense

with eyes
watching me

but i've never been so
scared of feeling better
copyright 4/6/18 b. e. mccomb
 Apr 2018 Mims
MJ
OCD
 Apr 2018 Mims
MJ
OCD
If

I rip

My

Flesh back,



Will that

Be

Enough?



No!



And

He'll say

I

Have

No feelings



Because

He

Just mopped

That floor!
 Apr 2018 Mims
b e mccomb
there are thousands of things
i want to say and i can't
find even one way
to say one thing

so sometimes i tamp
them down and mix
them with syrupy sweet
sludge in my mug

and other times i remember
bits and pieces of them and
write them on scraps of paper
and abandon them

lost and found
whatever is shoved
into the bottom of that
cardboard box

was only lost
never found

nobody knows where
they come from or
where they will go
after the lost and found

lost and found
waiting
the miscellaneous
and i
copyright 4/2/18 b. e. mccomb
 Apr 2018 Mims
b e mccomb
i guess
 Apr 2018 Mims
b e mccomb
i guess i figured by
twenty years old i would
be the girl with
the band and not
the girl in the corner
behind three crockpots
and a cash box
dancing alone

but that's my favorite
part so far of being twenty
that by now i know
i am who i am
and i don't have to be who
i once wanted to be

sunset flickers across the
road and off the telephone
wires as once again
boredom sets in

maybe not my favorite
part because i hate this
but i figure it's comforting
even if i have to lie to myself

i also figured i would
be in love by now
and not
just lonely

on the other hand
i never realized
that i've always
been lonely

a lonely that
stays the same
regardless of who
i'm with

regardless of who
is under my feet
regardless of how
i spend my weekends

raised in a habitat that
did not tolerate the
concept of evolution
as being a possibility

but isn't that part of
carving my own way?
realizing that
i have changed

and i guess growing up
growing old
is the hardest thing
i'll ever do
copyright 4/2/18 b. e. mccomb
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