Dark circles mark another night without rest. Another night with dreams too lucid and nightmares too obscene. Another night with a mind restless and writhing in every position. Another night with blankets in a choke-hold until light overcomes the curtains. Another night gone... And marked solely without rest.
Tag: Me
The Takedown
I look back and remember how carefully I placed all these photographs in these cheap Tjmaxx frames... Three pristine prints in complete symmetry. The glass left free of hairs... stubborn dust... and fingerprint smears... Hanging in perfect unison. But now... Now I can't even look at them long enough to take them down.
Mind Fucked
There it is... The inevitable feeling of constriction and suffocation from nothing more than my own intrusive thoughts... I almost missed it.
Absently
Absently she peers into a memory, with empty eyes and an eyebrow arched... Stubbornly lost in the same thoughts, she's unable to depart...
Ms. Depression
I feel her slowly creeping in like a snake in the grass... Ready to make her arrival... Ready to take over this body... And ready to constrict this unmedicated and vulnerable version of me...
Insect
I am an insect. Captivated by a flicker of light. Undoubtedly drawn in. Without a doubt. And with no remorse.
B&W Blossoms
Scalpel
I wish I could take a scalpel to this head... To release the tension... To peel back the layers... And just dig inside. Even it's just for a moment... So I can finally see what it's relentlessly trying to hide.
Still
I hate myself for what I put you through... And I hate myself more for what I still want to do.
Blind
I've become blinded
to my own reflection...
Clear beauty miraged
by my own self-deception.
AO Poetry 
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