simple as
salt
added for
flavor
but complex
sodium
or halite
growing to
cubes
in those boxes
connecting
to each other
compounding
small bonds
to larger
formations
give pillars
or a pinch
maybe dash
too much
destroy
too little
bland
just right
delight

I can easily disappear again
Into the shadows and dark
Run away to the comfort
Of my closet within

I could hide in the sight
Plain as as the pixels
To many or none
That cover your day

I would get a new name
Perhaps a new number
A figment that changes
Yet stays the same

I will not be the normative
Something used and shorn
When dancers of envy come
I walk to another room

I could disappear tonight
And maybe I should
Would you ....

I’m curious
If ....
One of these days
You
Will suddenly do that thing
The thing I want
The movement
I need
Or ....
Maybe you will give
A friendly word
Clue
Hint
Discovery
A tangible mutualization
To me
And ....
Then
I might
Be able to breath
Again
Or .... stop
Thinking so much
If ....

Anger
At me
The world
Yourself
Is it fear
For those thoughts
Swirly mess
Hurting
Like bitter darkness
Uncomfortable
Take on more
What sadness
Pain
Of loneliness
Rejection
I know
Also understand
You
Need to be
Wanted
For who you really are

Parts of me that were released
I wish I could put back
They are vulnerable

raw
*****

A ****** mess of emotion
It hurts too much
I was fine before

surviving
existing

But this is Torture
I want off this ride
It only was a glimpse of the good

flashed
disappearing

Like a falling star across the sky
It lit up my eyes
For some precious moment

gone
again

I’m trying to shove the fragile back in
But it won’t fit
It grew to much being out

edges
frayed

I’m tired of healing
The scars itch and hurt
Just let me rest

I have a scream building inside
I want to release it
I am scared
I am anxious for the fallout

It’s waiting to come out
It’s tangible and deep
It rolls on the back of my throat
It’s ready for removal
It’s coupled with a sardonic laugh

It doesn’t have any parameters
It’s has no boundaries
It’s arrival will be sudden
It’s removal, a cacophony of noise
It’s a burden of pressure

I need it to escape
I have no outlet
I am frustration personified
I am a scream

When you already see
And know how it goes
**** a duck
And there she blows

Up and down
And all around
Look at them
Don’t make a sound

Another day
Same old ****
I shake my head
Again in the pit

Get the **** out
I say to myself
But I tripped inside
Go help yourself

*******
Is all I want to say
Here’s your two cents
And have a good day!