Best Left Unsaid

I let the answering machine pick up so I can hear your voice.The tinny message washes over me with warm melancholy. (Is) That [is] all I ever wanted [.] (?) Sometimes… I hope you won’t answer.A quick fix. Easy. “Hi, you’ve reached Mike and Shea’s…” But, when I come down— when I come down it’s

After the Last

After the last dollar’s spent After the last bridge’s burnt After the last letter’s sent After the last lesson’s learnt After the last tear is cried After the last smile’s faded After the last dream has died After the last breath is bated After the last love is lost After the last word is rhymed

Millstone

You’ve always been a millstone around my neck pulling me down down down But here at the bottom I lie upon you the only thing separating me from the abyssal floor as I drown drown drown

Man-E-Faces/Pseudobulbarsaur Affect (PBA PSA: Candid Admissions)

“I have often said, and oftener think, that this world is a comedy to those that think, a tragedy to those that feel—a solution of why Democritus laughed and Heraclitus wept.“ – Horace Walpole in a letter to Horace Mann “Comment: Ct alternates between cracking jokes and sobbing.“ – Mental health professional in my admission

Concentration

It was only then I realized as the barbed wire loosed from my heartas the swarm of hornets lifted from my mind that I was different. It was only for an instant, but I breathed. I looked around and through eyes untinged with blood and fire. My lungs drank deeply. In that singular inhalation I

How I Love and Always Will

You repose in glass-grey darknesswhispering of fish and fawns I suppose that we all knew thislong before the rays of dawn But Knowledge does not always reapthe bounty that our suffering sows Instead insisting that we weepuntil the winds have ceased to blow My heart’s filled with thoughts made feelingspains and passions Hope’s prolonged While

“It’s Been Awhile”

I let the answering machine pick up so I can hear your voice.The tinny message washes over me with warm melancholy.      (Is) That [is] all I ever wanted [.] (?) Sometimes… I hope you won’t answer.A quick fix. Easy. “Hi, you’ve reached Mike and Shea’s…” But, when I come down—        when I come down it’s all

She_

It has been a year now.And I still think of you constantly. I wake up missing you.Some mornings, it takes me half a second to remember why I feel like throwing up. Then, I realize you’re not there. And you never will be. So, I imagine what it would be like if I opened my

I AM

Absolute isolationLeaving me in shardsObligate desperationNow that I am scarredEnd

Frosted Glass

If all there isis not for me,and life denieswith apathy;Why suffer my birthfor so very long,and bravely fight theright with wrong? Is my intellect asgrand as it seems,When my head echoeswith countless screams;Ricocheting fromside to side,Just sit tightyou can’t stop the ride. I often wonderif the only way,is the one for whichI dare not play;Or