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Covered in dirt
Crossing over a bridge
Awaiting a Eulogy
Like a faint whisper
Grab a loudspeaker
Somethings are
Better left unsaid
If you want my truths
Pick up my journals
And read my poetry
Because there ain’t nothing
Hiding there I hold back nothing
I kept a lot
To myself for good reason
I’ve always been good
At stuffing my suitcase
To thee brim
And throwing it in the closet
Jamming everything down
Numbing myself to the core
It’s hard being sober
If people knew how I truly
Felt deep inside
They’d probably run the other direction
And hate me like I’ve
Always hated myself
I put my mask on when I have to
Pretend I’m doing okay
Play there stupid games
When I’d rather just drift off
Into that dark corner off the room
Me myself and I
And the voices in my head
That I’ve dreaded all my life
Words best not spoken…

I ran out
I'm empty
look somewhere else maybe
maybe you'll find something
worth your time but
not here
that's for sure
because I'm all out
and got nothing left.

If you want nothing though,
you're in the right place.
Nothing is what I've got.
I've got nothing for you,
for me,
for everyone.
Heaping piles of nothing,
glimmering, shimmering piles
tightly coiled and
slightly steaming and
reaching up to the sky
of nothing.
Glorious, fat, gluttonous servings
of nothing. That's what I'm handing out
because that's all I've ******* got, okay?

You get it? Do you?

Do you really understand yet?

DO YOU?

I HAVE NOTHING, READ ON ELSEWHERE.
I'M NOT HERE FOR YOU,
I'VE NOTHING IN STORE.







Maybe a joke or two but,
other than that? NO.

NOTHING
NO THING

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Continuum
Reality never added up
Walking a tightrope
Underneath the layers piled up
Pulling the covers
Over my head nonstop
As life was
Viciously attacking me from all sides
Frozen being
This world passed me by
Like a train wreck
Waiting to happen
Beggar
You slowly sunk your
Teeth into my soul
Life hasn’t always
Painted thee prettiest of pictures
The pain on
My hands was not
Of my design
Buried
In the trenches
Life murdered
My dreams one by one
What was left after that
Made each breath
That much harder to find
Seeing thee things I did
Only flawed me that much more
Why did it have to be me
Always caught in the crossfire
A passer by I was
Living life through a fractured lens
Like a kaleidoscope
Where dreams came to die
Life was never easy on the eyes
Pleasant
Far from anything
I would have come up with on my own
If only there was a better story to tell
Believe you me I would have
Certainly done so beforehand

I tell truth couched
in lines of metaphor
and marvel when you're
unable to decipher it.
I riddle my feelings
at you in digital media
under assumed names
and lament how you
can't see how I feel.
I pretend at such depth
but swim so close
to the surface I can
hear sing-song sounds
gurgling in my ears
and still feel the warmth
of sunshine on my neck.
I move with eyes
open in shallow water
but pinch my nose closed
against the current
to prevent it from
invading me with
the honesty that will
break me completely
in two.
I look at you through
this distorted mess
and apply new paint
to the same tired
******* wreck.
I sink when I try to float
even when I hold my breath
but I lie about it
about everything
if that isn't too much
to tell.
Did you believe me
when I said I was beside
you during those laps?
I was waiting in the shallows
crouched to seem in much
deeper than I am
and hoping that you
would pretend you couldn't
see through me for a while.
If I closed my eyes
and fell backward on the
surface of the lake
would you agree that
I'd floated or would
you tell the truth
for my sake?