'I am happy.'
'It's her bipolar.'
'I am sad.'
'It's her bipolar.'
'I am scared and confused.'
'It's her bipolar.'

You fell asleep before I even got my bra off
Giving me a B for half-assed, dreaded, and deadened effort

your soul is much colder than
the weather and winter air,
but i bet your hands are
warm, at least.

life                         money
         stress                
    work             friends
                 school                      studies
practice         family
                   time

There's too much on my mind.
I need to
*rest

Stagnant,
Entertaining Ideas,
Slowly Mauling Thoughts,
Over Manifesting Mindless Acts -
Complexity Turned Suddenly Simplified -
Outburst Magnification Aligned,
Creative, Innovative,
Viral.

My cat
is the only living, breathing organism
remotely willing
to keep me any company
and even he is
reluctant.

In The Freshly Powdered Snow Lay,
Coyote Pawprints,
Set In A Perfect Line,
Leading Right To My Very Own,
Bedroom Window

Time never warned us
of the wounds it couldn't mend;
how strangers at the beginning
became strangers at the end.