You either feel
like you're going to die
or
you feel like
you're already dead.

please feed me
with kisses
that taste like finality
because we
only feel alive
when we are
about to die

Today is one of those days
where I feel nothing.
I feel like i'm not prepared.
I feel like a failure.
Today is one of those days
where I feel like I am nothing.

I've seen it all around
It's everywhere I go,
To track, to hide, and to desperately follow,
It's the costume of the century,
Varying in look and size,
Anyone may put it on,
and gain a faux happiness in their eyes,
To die with this malicious costume is a feat like no other,
for anyone who dies in it must be a sad, lonely soul,
for the costume is a play,
catching innocent souls,
snatching them up,
with a slow and painful swallow,
and the worst part of all,
is the part you can't see,
that under this costume,
they are truly unhappy,
putting up a smile for society,
well now I'm losing faith in humanity,
throw away your costumes,
It's okay to be sad,
I won't judge you for emotions that every single heart has had

today i feel hollow
for writing nothing
but irritated texts
my intent
penned in action
both half truths
spoken confidently
like a well practiced reading

today i feel treacherous
for not fighting very hard
letting this ground
disappear beneath me
sinking without struggle
welcoming the warm embrace
of the oh to familiar
the persistent 'friend'

today, i feel trapped
for being where i am
this room, this mind
this life story
i don't call it mine
i would like to pen that one
with a lazy ending
cause i've never finished strong

today i feel dangerous
don't touch me
i need a warning
label, **** this repetition
lets break stained glass
windows lets litter in
the streets lets
burn our parents masterpiece

today i feel open
but tomorrow i may not
creaking loudly as my doors
close quickly, don't be caught between
these swings remain risky
running a hot glass
under cold water
shield your eyes