write the truest thing you know
even if makes you sad
persepective starts to change
a new gloaming
stop listening to your mind
read between your ******-up lines
drunk and in-loss
the emptiness starts to creek between the shallow spaces of your ribs
breath, you stop breathing
their whispering is never-ending
throughout the night
darling, will you ever be anything enough?
your mind it's in your mind
plague of maddening darkness
there is no frenzy
you were never very charming
always in-between
make up your mind
make up your life
take off your blue eyeshadow
take off your clothes
you've never been quite cool
make up your heart
last years tears stream past the valley of your cheek bones
fall out of your drought
fall out of your image
fall in love with yourself again
I won't remind you of your insecurites
love, I have forgotten them
drunk and with dreams
I lift you up
to bury you under

At times there is no one
except your own self
Whom you can talk to.  

At times you are all alone
Left by all your so called Friends
Virtually and Physically.  

At times you are faced with
Stiff competition by those
Who had worked with you.

At times you just feel helpless
Depressed and Un Wanted.

These are the Phase of Life
for which gives you oneslef
a new persepective to Life

Waiting for the Next Phase......
The Next Phase of Life