When it's my birthday

People will ask my age

They'll say,

"You're not actual 18

Until this 7:12pm today"

And I will politely 

Tell them to go away.

I feel the gloom come to me when I was alone in the parking lot.
It told me  that I didn't want to be. I knew that if I sat long enough I wouldn't know the difference between It and me.
Today was a good enough day.
Why can't I ever be good enough?

I was a curious child, as all children should be.

My parents let me keep my dislodged teeth.

I started collecting,

I wanted to have a full smile.

Not only that,

But I had red clay that I made heads with;

How cool, would that be,

If I could make one with a smile?

Needless to say, I didn’t have many friends.

What I had were smiling heads.

I believe I'm prone
to fear my unknown.

COMFORTER

She looking through
Fate and you
Arms around her
It’s a blur,
in Fear's hello
She feels so
So so so so
S o s
Alone. Alone.

BRAIN’S MISTAKE

I could just be a brain
It should feel the same.
Made singles coming in
To my brain in a water bin
…
But if this is all fake
Imagining you- best mistake

Hello again. How are you, Time?
Can you please stop stealing
Memories that are mine.

We're staring at the depths:
for there is a hanging rope,
Placed in the music box.
Still, friend, there is also hope.

It’s still 2am!
2 AM stuck in the same zone again
I’m in a room full of louding echos
Thoughts I simply can’t let go
I’m quite sure the world is upside down
And some people’s smiles are starting to frown.
As I lay awaking with an open head,
I’m letting moments spill over the bed
Flooding the floor.
As more memories pore
And I am alone no more.
Time pulls me back and I sink
Tumbling off realities brink.
When times rewinds it’s awing sight
One is quietly assuring, “It will be alright,
we’ll be alright.”
Wow it’s 2 am.