Do You Bore Yourself?

Do you rent the space
you’re standing in,
owning nothing in the end
but default?

Do you recycle words
until their utterance fails,
mistrusting your ability
to say what’s right?

Do you hedge your bets,
never going all in
for fear of losing the very thing
you haven’t got?

Do you count the days,
as tedium destroys spontaneity
and all energy drains
from your lifeless form?

Do You Bore Yourself?

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)

You say "Its like I dont know you anymore"
but you never knew me in the first place
I never open up the door
to let you see my other face

I craved you,
the way lungs crave air when underwater.
I needed your presence, your essence.
I begged for you to be what I needed.

You let me down