Beneath the sky, I weep and wonder why,

The birds still sing, their melodies so bright,

While I, in grief, remain chained to the night.

How can they soar, their wings unburdened high?

The sun, relentless, paints the world in gold,

Its warmth a cruel reminder of your absence,

And I am left to bear the weight of silence.

For you, my love, have left this mortal fold.

The world spins on, indifferent...

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I found a backpack on the side of the road

I was 9

Sometimes people would put rocks in it

It hurt i didnt know why

When i turned 10

People would yell

I would put rocks inside my own backpack

I didnt know why

I was 12

My backpack was full

Why i did i do this

Why did i even bother...

A soul painted gray

With a tear that can’t be seen,

A fabric torn and old

From the child it once gleaned.

A pocket full of rocks

Feels like a pocket full of hope,

And time slows down and stops

When you touch the hanging rope.

A stomach with a hole

Because it never feels hunger,

A boy of skin and bone

Starved since he was much younger.

A sun that never rises

And a moon that’s never full.

A world...

Where has it all gone?

Old friends no longer nearby

How could I feel I’ve let you down?

Years away since I’ve been home

Echoing words of freedoms once felt

Streams of endless spring mornings

Summers spent swinging in the sun

Before the embrace died young

In that moment I would’ve stayed forever

Without a shudder of coldness

Before the bird’s song faded out

Coming back now isn’t the same

Where i...

they say hell’s crowded,

but how could it be,

when all the demons are here?

but where did they come from?

did they rise from hell,

from ashes and agony,

or fall from heaven,

from isolation and indifference?

i don’t think it matters,

there is no heaven, there is no hell,

only eternal mortality, pounding on the gates

with broken hands and bloodied knees

and i’ve stood in an empty chape...

When I finally see them kiss and seal their marriage, my heart closes and I fall internally. This odd it bb the moment I have been reading have arrived and I am done. It odds over and I have lost. And this moment is bitter on my tongue.

Everything becomes blurry around me despite the fact that I don’t cry. No tears left. I never had many and I shady cried so much before the day that I am not all ...

Unfocused eyes

In a crowded room

You don’t hear the noise

When you’re feeling blue

Time moves slowly

You prefer the night

When it’s dark outside

You feel more at home

You don’t want to move

Stay under your black sheets

You curl up and rewatch

That show you’ve memorized

Ignore the knocks on your door

You can’t relate anymore

To the people who pass go,

When you’re comfortable in jail....

This feeling consumes you in a gray daze, as though you are wearing sunglasses on a rainy day. Everything around you seems empty, or like cardboard cutouts of real life. You are sucked inward, wondering about things you don’t normally think about or notice. One example of this may involve you counting the number of smashed cigarettes on the side of the road or remembering the first time you ever g...

Your head rests against the car window, eyes closed as you listen to the rain pelting the roof.

You have music playing but the lyrics are drowned out by your thoughts. You feel the car slow to a stop and open your eyes, the sky is oil pane gray. You unbuckle your seatbelt and step out of the car, the rain slowly soaking through your thin sweater. You tilt your head up and let the droplets of water...

An empty place during suppertime

The family car gathers dust in the garage

Crafts are left unfinished in the sunroom

Lawn unkempt and garden unattended

On the porch, a rocking chair sits like a statue

Crooked flowers lay next to a crooked grave...