Memories mention darker places at a brighter time,
to each their own, leave me to my own devices, I promise I’ll be fine.
A modern day suicide, cut off from the world by disconnecting means,
just give me a second in this minute to be alone,
I’m still here with you, not as desperate as it all seems,
Your wish of  a bleaker mark, black and unforgiving in its esteem.
Our words the cuffs that bind and break,  an even enemy retreats,
a love and hate that reciprocates that makes the mind repeat.
A life of cannon fodder, first love sweet that time turns sour,
each compliment laced with complaints each minute drags through the hours.
Here and now, stone face so I chisel out a grin that sticks,
a half muddled life that I prayed for someone not named me could try to fix.
Fortune first, bleeding failure as opportunity sails through infested waters,
Remain cold and calculated, like fathers who’ve lost the love of their daughters.
There’s a reprehensible solution as foul words ring true,
if you were my ears and heard what I hear, what would you do?
A passage in time that closes with each chapter that stays written,
I thought I learned once to forgive, but it’s now more than that I’ve been bitten.
Hang tight, a light there at the end of this tunnel,
a falling flashlight bouncing brick to brick as I see my life begin to crumble.