It comes in waves, this crippling emotional pain.
Sometimes it fades, then, like the sea, it shows again.
I´ve grown used to it´s rough caress on my emotional stability
Testing it, taking me to the edge, with irrational cruelty.

And then it vanishes, what once was shore is no more
Just miles upon miles of damped sand, and a self unsure,
Torn between the illusion of recovery
And the calling of reality.

One day, without notice a mountain of water closes on me
A tsunami of everything bad, just when I thought I’d escape the sea
I had been fooling myself, I am an island, surrounded by water
All I can hope is for days that are dryer, better.

Relax.
         Breathe.
Let the words flow naturally.

Unfiltered,
direct honesty.
Speak from the heart-
they can tell when you don't.

Something crafty,
a hidden double entendre;
Make them think about
every.
           last.
                  word.

A piece of your soul
served on fragile paper:
2-star meal from a 5-star chef.

Real.
Authentic.
Not good enough-

Good night.