long
lonely
hours
of
heart
breaking ;

Spiraling
                down
                          a pit
                                  of anxiety.

                     When suddenly


                          A

                          f

    ­                      r

                          e

           ­               e

                          f

                  ­        a

                          l

                         ­ l

                    headfirst
                    short
                    sharp
            ­        burst.

                          And then

P     r     o     c     r   a    s    tination
spilled         un   e   ve       nly

           on a tiled bathroom floor.

hurt.
drowning.
help.
i want a way out.
the tears force their way forward.
i'm trying my best.
all i want is to be okay.

that's the thing about pain.. it demands to be felt.

if they say a one-word poem,
i'll write your name...

i don't pay attention to the world slowly ending.
it has ended for me many times
and began again in morning.