**** around
too many thoughts in my head
they need to breath
they need to be
i’ve turned my anxiety inside out
and broken through the wall.

substance user  
feeling abuser

i am the ghastly ideas that
pace under your bed at night
the man in the corner at a
short glance.
feel my pain because i have none left.
clear skies reflect white lies
i don’t want to change my brown eyes

Out of randomly seeking
I’ve seen this possible opportunity
I hope I’ll be qualified enough
To proved my self-worth
Even more than what others may thought of me
Just give me a chance
I won’t mess up this time
This could be it
No to jinx please
I’m trembling upon typing
No to more errors please
Just a single chance is what I plead
Lead my way to You.

It snowed last night
I’m tired
I’d like to close my eyes for a while
Will you drive?
I don’t want to sleep anymore
I want to work
But I don’t know why I can’t
Am I lying to myself?
Am I motivated?
Why don’t I want to do this?
What happened?
Darling, have I lost the passion?
It’s a snowy day
Darling, have I lost the love?
It’s a slow day
Darling,
It must be me

I did the laundry last night
Took me twice as long as it usually does
My room is a mess
My hair is wet
But I don’t want to tend to it
Let it knot
I don’t know why I can’t
What’s stopping me from functioning?
My routine is so messed up
I’ve been sleeping till 2 in the afternoon
When I usually wake up at 7am
It’s a snow day
Darling, I have no purpose
It’s a slow day
Darling, I have no interest
Darling,
It must be me

This poem is hard to write
I want to stop right here
But I’m gonna finish it
Because I have to do something
I can’t lose myself like this
I don’t care if it ain’t good enough
**** THIS!

I like to write down little notes
Keep them in my back pocket
I’m all alone at the front
The bell rings
But no one comes in
It’s a snowy day
It’s a slow day
It must be me
Why is this me?

The newspaper has been torn
And written on
In blue pen
But the crossword is incomplete
And I don’t know how to solve it
But the crossword is incomplete
And I’d like to feel tears
But they won’t come
How did I get here?
I’d like to cry
I’d like for someone to scream inside my head
I’d like to get back
But it’s quiet
They must’ve given up

Something is wrong
Am I gone?

Sir Knight, Sir Knight
please hear their plight
Beasts are attacking the land

They target the weak
the gentle and meek
It's time to take a stand!

but Sir Knight, Sir Knight
why show you such fright?
How quickly your courage fades

"I surrendered my sword"
said the cowering lord
"and let beasts devour the maids"

I see, Said I
as I tried not to cry
You lack both a sword and a spine

Those you swore to protect
now lie derelict
you are no hero of mine

Although I have no sword
I shall serve as their ward
and show there is still honor in men

I will fight for the weak
for the broken and meek
I'll not allow monsters to win.

Reader what about you?
Will you join in too,
and fight with sharpened blades?

or will you sit in the dust
as your sword starts to rust
and beasts devour the maids