I wring my neck Defeated, pleading With the furies Not to withhold you But you make yr choice And i make mine too

I miss you And in my dreams I still kiss you And in my memories I recall the bliss You arose in me To be loved Unequivocally But it was false. Inevitably I lose Everyone who Could feel such Things for me, Lying in my bed Drinking the Feelings away Eternally. Months And years.

I have a house and career Y él? Tengo dolores y fears; Seguro que tengo vicios But what does he offer? ¿Necesitarás calma y normalidad tu vida entera? Wouldn't you grow bored? Don't you work demasiado? ¿Podrías algún día trasnochar? ¿Aceptar tu propia locura? Not try to shun it?

If my anger passed Like rain into grass Or their cum in my ass If the anger no longer lingered Coating the tips of my fingers As i took to writing any poem, If it disappated from my Heat sink of a mouth And vanished into the sky, And I stopped crying every Other night Itd b good

Circle thoughts. Merry-go-round Of misery. Nightly Terrors. The shakes. The aches. Like Being stabbed Over & over. Something Alcohol can't Fix. Something My head can't Fathom. The Continuity of The done. The Run of the place. Feeling responsible For more than myself & Feelings.

It's a tangle It is every color. I dance cuz I'm Depressed. I Dance to be free But no one's dancing With me, not the Strangers about me Nor you.

I want it More than anything To be in yr sphere; To hear from you Again. To drop All pretense and Tell you how I feel, But for now I must Don the mask and Avoid contact at All cost. It lumps In my throat Like a cat 🐈 It's fat and Lonely in bed Dreading wakefulness.

I must eat my way To wellness, void The seal of my feelings And break free, eating All of it, leaving nothing Untouched, no stone Unturned nor shell Unshucked, devour Every last feeling I Have til, having supped My fill, I feel nothing