i just, have to, say that, i am, lonely. Very lonely. I do not know, what makes me smaller, them, or myself....



Rough, my face twitching, itching at intensity, the stress that is beyond my best guess, Tight, the muscles around my neck, congregate with my shoulders....... ... ..

#77 – Fever.

Fever, In the cabin, Fever, In the cabin, Fever, Fever, Pressure, Fever on my mind, Cabin in the fever, Fever in the mind, Cabin pressure tighter, Tighter, Fever, Cabins closing in, By design, Fever in the cabin, Fever on the mind, Fever breathing, Feverish time, Cabin fever, Playing on the mind. Fever.

#76- live outside

This dark corner, Stop living in it, it's not yout friend, Just a check out point, In your mind, Stop, Just get outside, Make it there, In the sunlight, Walk, And keep walking, Dont think, Just walk, Keeping walking, Looking all around, Spot the things that are beautiful, That are ugly, Get outside of yourself,... Continue Reading →

#70 – Anger

A rush of blood, A well of hate, I bathe in the flood of tears, Cover my ears and hope it fades, But, Days after days, The anger comes my way, Wanting for it to be gone, But its not fun, When your hurt and irrational, I wanted this thing, This life so badly, That... Continue Reading →

#61 – But I Deserve

But i deserve to be, More than am I now, But I deserve respect, More than I have had, But I deserve to succeed, More than my mind thinks im capable of, But I deserve love, More connected than in the distance, But I deserve happiness, More than i have ever had, But I deserve... Continue Reading →

#54- Depressed

There is no way i could possibly describe my feelings to you all, For even i do not understand, How could I be in such a state, All because of failed plans, I try not to write too self indulgently, yet today i find myself worriedly off, OFF? you say... Yes ... OFF..... ..off my... Continue Reading →

Poem #9 – Washing machine

Swirling, Swishing, Rolling and tumbling, A washing machine mind. Loud, Louder than super spin, Over and over again, Soon to fall out, Or take me to bed. To work, Work shall see me through, Unplug the washing machine, Forget, The whurring wheeling screeching, Round and round, My mind sound, Or so I tell me. Lauren... Continue Reading →

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