two years ago I died
trying to figure out how to live
but now that i'm "alive"
I feel even more dead.

way back when
when I was cracked and bruised and struggling
consciousness never left me.

now a days
days go by without notice
noticing very little
little to be enjoyed
enjoying almost nothing
nothing remains.

now, awareness is
that long forgotten friend
showing up when it doesn't matter.

I tied myself on to you
thought we were connected
jumped off a cliff too soon though
now I'm all conflicted
nothing caught the rope,
why didn't I test it...

never be too quick to love
it'll make you feel really dumb.
one of the hardest drugs to recuperate from,
likely to leave you numb.
lost and confused
your heart will completely feel
broken and bruised.

Reality paints itself
with the color palette
of our souls.