In a world of full of sweetness In the midst of dessert A seal claps with pure glee Though his tummy does hurt

Without you I’m shattered With you I’m still not whole The King to my Queen I must play both roles

Each card laid before me A journey of highs and lows Shuffle me, darling Let the cracks show

It’s my turn to play This sweet game for one I’ll be back around once This sweet game I’ve won

The reality check when realizing the biggest stranger in her life was her own self wasn’t heavy enough for change. Alex always performed best under pressure, but there was no sense of urgency in getting to know herself. She preferred to be alien in her own body, to not intertwine with her DNA. Detachment made the days slip by easier and ease was all she craved. Sure, life marched along without her. Her friends betrothed and babied. Her parents, long gone. But Alex remained resolute on remaining aloof to her own mortality. Cool, calm, collected and careful not to clutter her mind with questions she didn’t desire to answer. March on.

A flush pours over me and dyes my cheeks pink My mind is a mess, I forgot how to think

When doubt is my bedfellow, intertwined in my dreams And I spend waking hours figuring out what it means

This twisted ambivalence sent from above I guess this is what I can attribute to love

I know you say you don’t love me But stay a while, please don’t depart I’d rather be lonely together Than in other company apart

I feel incomplete when I’m with you But broken to pieces when not I’d rather be lonely together Help me numb this broken heart

I know there are no tomorrows You were trouble from the start But I’d rather be lonely together My emotions I’ll have to outsmart

Let it all fall down and turn into dust And then dissolve into nothingness The world will continue spinning The Sun will set like before And one day that nothing Will turn to something Baby have faith You’re okay Stay course Please

Alex’s life had been devoid of color so subsequently, she craved it.

These days, she painted her mornings with the greens of his eyes.

“Use your scraps to make me whole,” Alex thought, clicking herself into place in his arms like a harness.

You see, love, until she met him, was a familiar but fleeting feeling.

These days, love had been woven into her.

Hit me again I need a fix I’m hard up for passion Caught up in the mix

I’m craving attention Let it course through my veins I’m spinning, control me I’ll have no complaints

Oh baby, I need you I’m a fool, can’t you see? This life is no fun Without you needing me

So pour out devotion And fill up my cup Give me what I need I crave that rush

Forgive me father for I have sinned My patience for hoodlums is wearing thin These quota numbers must be hit To achieve this goal I can’t just sit

So out comes the baggie full of coke Into the pocket of this poor bloke Evidence starts to materialize And cases grow right before your eyes

Reasonable doubt is a standard too strict I prefer a quicker way to convict Some think I’m evil by playing the part Of cop, judge, & jury - I think I’m smart

Due process, dear suspect, for me but not thee I’ll see you in court, only one of us free

I like to bask in the glow of likes Both metaphorically and literally.

My phone screen is the only thing illuminating my world And these days, things are dim.