i hate looking at you that way
like it's useless. like the situation you're in is useless
like the things you're doing to keep it together are useless
like the things you're doing to get out are useless.
but when i watch you scrub until your fingers are rough
and i see what you've been trying to clean
it really does feel useless

All that's happened up to this point
it has not been easy.
It has come with equal discomfort
as comfortable as I truly I am.

And although its not very sturdy,
this is the table in which it lays.
It's not easy but I am happy,
And I know it'll get easier in time.

What planet of my life
Is there anytime?
In the front door on my own
Blue butterfly upon the air
As my world is our last word
To see many people will forget
Whereismymemory.

Mission of compassion
To save the day before I
Who is on the ground
When is love and wisdom
Of all walls against
Whereismyhelp.

Colours of Shadows
In which I am alive
For whatever reason I rise
Away with it or not
But why would the key disappear
I did it for whereismyworld.

                   By K-mari ©2016

My only death was pure,
It happen when I fell,
For an angel,

My only death was all natural,
Blood loss isn’t supernatural,
My wrists are always split,

My only death happen from heart break,
My only death happen from you,
My only death was natural.

so I sit, naturally dying.