Too much,
Too far,
Too fragile or
Too late.

I attack the wall
With bloodied fist,
I scream into the receiving end
Of an cold, empty staircase.

Childhood is over.

Teenage are years gone.

College life melts away
Like snowflakes on the slick sidewalk.

There is a road
One can travel,
With another
Or alone.

There is a place one can live,
Either seeking love
Of avoiding it.

There is a family
One can live for
Or brush away like dust.

Seeking acceptance,
I am greeted, instead, with
Rejection.

Every star that shines,
One day burns out.
Each wave of the sea,
Eventually crashes.

Instead of dying,
Let death leave you.
No longer afraid of the grave;
Cease yearning to be saved.

Death does not take me;
I take myself towards death.
Shadow on the wall holds my form
But I am gone, out the door

Melancholia straps me down with leather braces
A horizon melts in front of me like ice cream
Tip toeing through wasp filled streets
The clouds part as the smart business men of age
Count their money and double check their wage