Never loved,
But always have been.
Self built denial
Filled with doubt.

Longing for

anxiety
runs all
around
my body

fever dreams
awake me
from this
cold night

Do you notice how he talks,
do you see the way he walks?
See how he looks inebriated
even when

Calm down kid
Stop and stare
I'm sure you know.
Life is scary
I know you feel
Like you're goin

butterflies
churn my stomach
new class

Interior paths
Wander through
Spring sunlight

To a sudden
Chilling shade
Of

I woke up this morning.
I was worried about waking up in the morning.
I thought that maybe

Day long turned to dusk
Last fragments of light quickly fade
Consumed by hungry shadows
Come out

There are thoughts that make you tremble,
Thoughts that you can't say,
Thoughts that never leave

My joy to be tingles like young love
A malady with an acupuncture cure
Through a paranoia of

Just a sweep across
his wrinkled brow
with her gaze
settled his anxiety.
His world was

Just the name gives me peace
a beautiful day in tranquility...
Sorrows, anxiety, worries

Unspoken matters are tumors.
They sit.
They wait.
But once forgotten, they grow.
They thrive

Leaves crunch, twigs break.
My whole life's a mistake.
I'm running away.

From all the

When I was at my lowest point
You offered your help
You made me think it's what I want
You wanted

Sometimes when the clouds turn to grey
There are no pretty words
To write away
The sadness

I am functioning
Because I am empty
Drifting through
While dragging along
Those two sides of

One at a time
Rhyme rhyme rhyme
Until it's right
My chest is tight
Tippity tap
On my lap
I try

Thoughts pass along a conveyor belt
Restless, unending
Important thoughts, things to do
Nagging

Voices swirl around my head
The need to escape suffocates me
Trying to take air in but feel

The end of July, and dusk falls sooner
evening shadows settle as August passes
whispers that life

a figure stands alone, leaning against the railing

the tide swirls around at the bottom of the

Rainbows & spindrift. The clouds roll in.
Headshroud. I roll another decadent cigarette
And head

MOURNFUL HEAD. MORNING HEAD. RAINBOW BLISTERS ON YR FINGERS
Stretch up to heaven and yawn a big

the pressures mount
one upon another
bleeping sounds
that interrupt each other

endless

Indoors, off work
Relaxing yet tense
Do I have the virus?
Probably not
Yet most people already

the long night, one of many
a person glances at a clock radio
they are neither asleep nor awake