Forgive

The absence of necessity is a direct insult to purpose.

Syndrome

Im sorry. I love you. Im sorry. I love you. Fuck you. I love you. Go fucking die. I love you. Don't be with me. I cant live without you. You're a liar. Life is meaningless without you. Don't talk to me. Where have you been? I hate you. I missed you. Fucking tell the truth. Because I need you. You're a piece of shit. I dreamed of you. You're a heartless bitch. I want to wake up next to you. I don't love you. Will you marry me?

list·less·ly be·reaved

Emotional words come to mind when I don't even remember where I've learned them from.
I had an image open of you on my task bar, I wanted to begin posting pictures of people in love on a medium of social media after admiring a couple I saw.

Speak

I forget how to hold a conversation
because im never truly saying what I want to.
I never show how im really feeling.
No one excepts you for feeling nervous, anxious, and fearful.
Especially when you try to look in them to end these feelings.

Do you even know who I am?

I forgot where I put the hours in my day.
My back aches from the miles I've walked
but the leather in my chair cracks from long continued pressure.

I haven't been taking my meds as much as i should be.
But i feel better this way.

Smoke without Fire

I miss you.

7

Falling in a gaze so deep
Stone makes no sound
and the birds sing in winter,
Where lovers live close-
An animal reintroduced to the wild
Finds where it belongs,
As a thread to a stitch-
What a heart has known to exist
Finds what it never truly saw
until it fell into the fields of
grassy green eyes.

Wallow

Knowing you're destined for nothing beautiful,
Your back aches under the unresolvable burdens you carry.

Feeling

Expenditure

A lover holds hands with another,
Breathing gusts of winter behind a cowl,
A sailing ship weighs the sky down in its wake,
Anchoring the hard-sun, drawing the ill-moon
Thoughts and emotions drawn, dangle
Dangle, on a thread sewn in a faux-silk pillow
The salty ocean dampens the skin like wood at it's port,
Keeping our departing eyes open.
But like a piece of chalk
Scathing fingers at it's end
A dog ceases to bark at a long day's end,
Hiding, hiding under the planks to rest.
The dog dies without shudder.

Heartless Coward.

Belligerent and bloody thirsty
For factual tangible information.
Vomiting a sickness that stains
The essence of conversation.
Accusation of an act,
Defames existence of an emotion.