day two-hundred five: find you.

do your best
to find you
somewhere inside yourself
don't look
in someone else
don't seek
in some other soul
wont find
anything worth looking for
find yourself
find who you are
and don't depend
on the world
to tell you: who you are
where you're going
and how you'll get there.
don't be another civilian casualty.

day two hundred four: rain.

"when it rains, it pours"

when water levels rise

i forget how to be calm

when i've accepted the panic

i simply sink

when it rains, i drown

day two hundred three: nights like these...

i wish i didn't exist.
it's sad,
yet true
i wish i could see
how the world would look
without the color "me"

day two hundred two:

there are no words here

day two hundred one:

not inspired
no poetry
maybe some other day

day two hundred: murder.

hold your strife
like a knife
in the air
behind my back
sink it in
deep within
my shallow breathing flesh

say goodbye
smile, dont cry,
you did this, don't you see?
you were the one
that stuck your strife
right through the heart
of me.

day one hundred ninety-nine: anonymous thinker.

i
dream
of
places
so
far
from
here.
with
people
i've
not
met
yet.
so
does
that
mean
i
should
just
leave?
or
wait
around
for
life
to
"take
me
there"?

day one hundred ninety-eight: you female dog.

overanalyze
close your silly eyes
don't look at the life
pretend to be blind
to the lies

undermine
everything that is finally mine
thank you, i've waited patiently
and this is how you repay me?
move on
get a life

deny
the truth
the way things are now
but they wont be the same
thanks
you broke a heart
and it's healing
but healing still brings pain.