(2015)
#Depression
Itchy It has to come off Nerves Makes me pick His look
I cannot let you hold my happiness For your hand to caress or to drop It is not healthy It is not safe For your happiness to depend on an… I’m taking it back but no longer r…
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
Scratchy plaid blanket Red with yellow stripes Hot and itchy underneath Claustrophobia strikes Purple and blue prisms
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
I enjoy his company Riding shotgun Conversation No one to overhear Our inside jokes
Traffic Irritation becomes a nightmare As the lines start to squiggle Bending in and out And the world starts its attack
Why can’t I choose to be somewhere in the middle? Surrounded by extremes Measure everything With a grain of salt
How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
I need to tell you How to survive With our disposition It’s okay to cry Maybe
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
If I could make you smile Just once Sincerity From an appreciative heart It would make all of it worthwhile
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface