If your mind is full
with an abundance of ****
plant some good thought seeds

Empty
It’s what I feel
Lonely and stolen
Like I don’t belong
Trampling over breaths
I started to exist
But it wrenched out
To another trail
Another road
And I tried
To hope
Again

I gave up tonight
But you didn’t know
I left the room
Yet I was still there
I said I was great
Though inside I was ‘fine’
I dreamt of a new day
As you droned with complaint
I thought of other places
When you sat next to me
I faked a smile
While I comforted you
I forced a hello
And wanted a goodbye

To be

Or feel

Wanted

To the point

Of desperation

To be craved

Or desired

Needed

Beyond the edge

Of oblivion

Into sweet dreams

Of darkness

Freedom

To be

I ...
Going from this haze
Not knowing who
I am
Racing myself into
Obvious mistakes
But I can’t
Move
Away

I waited for sign or signal
Telling me you noticed
Would it capture the attention
Of a sought out phantom

Was tormenting myself
With a patient attitude
I fought the stubborn meal
Finding dissatisfaction

I’m sure you turned around
As I saw those telling tracks
But you were as impatient as I
So we both missed the feast

Puff and bloom
Once more consume
Oh, it was fiction
In the display of dicktion
Up and down
But always a frown
Drips or flips
In a handy eclipse
Seeing inside
The way of the tide
Tired of tries
Was it just lies?