People are like smiles that never reach one’s eyes
One minute they’re there
The next they’re gone
For a second you hope they’re real
The next you know they never were

Words are like clean, polished glasses
With them everything is bright and clear
Without them everyone is dark and blurry
When you crack them perfectly you see
The truth behind everyone’s lies

I am so sick of being broken
I am too tired to see through the cracks in the glasses
When it’s really me who’s cracked
Shattered actually

It’s like I’m drowning in self pity
I’ve wasted all my energy trying to
Claw myself out of my own colateral quicksand
I can’t stop from suffocating on my words

I have tried to outrun the voices in my head
But they always seem to find me
I cannot escape
I am trapped
Utterly and completely stuck
In my perpetual mind field
Of struggling
To keep my head above water
To stop myself from going under
From cutting too deep
And wrecking it all before it ever started
I’m falling asleep
And I’m wide awake
Sun warms the ice
And fails to thaw my heart
Muscles fracture
Tendons snap
Skin and bones
Hollowed out
By the howling wind
Smudged makeup
Tight clothes
Bruised and bleak
A Beautiful wreckage
Bombs inside a carnaged frame
Breaking ribs
Smiling in agony
Smashing at my temples
Smokey clouded brain
Sad excuses fail to convince
Sorry for my self induced torture
Lies destroy the last bit of truth