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Wither they fall onto your lap
Suffer they grow
Either it slinks into your heart
What would I know
Flailing and wandering they walk
Looking at me
Tempting a knock, flutter, a breath
Ever so
Slightly
Ever so slightly
Almost politely
Recollection Night
Younger now
That I feel
Than when I was so old
I was there
When you weren’t looking
Why did you
Look at me
Like that
The world is so wise
And I feel
So small
I live in
A whisper of memories
Of sights I may have seen
There are so many things
I may have done
I grew up
The only
I grew up one of many
There’s so much
I wish I had
I don’t want
Any of it
I needed something
I’m reaching
I’m grabbing
My palms are open
I beg
I despise
Have I done
Anything
To deserve it
When will I earn it
You make your keep
I watched you
When you weren’t listening
Or can I not hear it
Say it again
Younger now
That I feel
Than when I was so old

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Forever and Far Aways
I never saw you in that way
I mean
The way
I never saw you like that
Maybe in a different direction
Though I’ve never quite known where we were headed
The closer we are the more I wonder
About
Where we’ll be
If we will be that way
I mean
The way
Isn’t that us
Will our attachment drift into indifference
But what is it that I worry for
I have you now
You’ve got me don’t you
Maybe you’ve never seen me in that way
Awkward black girl with a body count seems to be on the rise
I’m a rotting pile of flesh I am a bubbling ball of insecurity and I’m so ashamed and I’m so embarrassed and all I’ve ever wanted was to be good to be a good person and to be good at SOMETHING one thing just one I’ve always wanted to be an artist to be a literary savant to arrange my words perfectly efficiently emotionally and I just can’t do it I’m just not good I’m just not good enough. Even now I’m trying too hard and even then it’s evident that I’m no talent. I constantly feel like I’m a jumbled mess of wires that are frayed and shorted and just entirely damaged and that there is no option of repair.
Exhaust
Don’t do that,
It’s bad for your health,
And it’ll only stealthily rot your brain.
This, and think.
This, and learn.
This, and do.
But what can I do?
Help me.
You’re gonna have to help yourself.
Ok, sure, I get that.
But let me find my raincoat —
It’s the season for rain.
It’s the time for sleep,
It’s the time for rest,
But a blanket over my eyes never helped.
Then what will?
If anything.
I told you.
Did you listen? Did you hear?
And if I were to bend my ear,
You couldn’t speak?
Why don’t you do better,
Why don’t you show better?
No one should be out there
Storming the weather.
It’s the world,
As we see it.
Seek it out,
As we made it.
Can you make it
Out alive?
Cell Block T
Pricking fingers with a switchblade
Begone, reason; begone, pain
Always thought you were so brave
And you didn’t like me either
But I remember, and I awoke
And when the hands of the clock
Beat closer to me,
And you were there,
And you said it out loud —
I was scared.
Inevitably, I was scared.
Am I making you proud?
If I survive the masquerade,
Will it come back to town?
Forget it, never mind —
The music is just too…
I think I spoke too…
Screaming while I’m running,
Loud?
Loud.
Loud.
Cell Block T (Extended)
Pricking fingers with a switchblade
(Finger poke? Finger poke. Finger poke.)
Begone, reason; begone, pain
(Breathe. Count to three. Take the pills. You need to take the pills.)
Always thought you were so brave
(So strong! So strong? So strong.)
And you didn’t like me either
(It’s okay, I didn’t like me either.)
But I remember, and I awoke
(When’s your birthday? Full name?)
And when the hands of the clock
(You’re only getting older)
Beat closer to me
(You’re only getting weaker)
And you were there
(And I will always be there)
And you said it out loud —
(You’re only getting worse)
I was scared
(I’m going to die)
Inevitably, I was scared
(I’m going to live)
Am I making you proud?
(I did it. I did it? I did it?)
If I survive the masquerade
(Everything’s gonna be okay)
Will it come back to town?
(I don’t feel so good, and I feel so scared)
Forget it, never mind —
(I’m overthinking it)
The music is just too…
(Why are you even thinking about it?)
I think I spoke too…
(Don’t say it. Why are you even talking about it?)
Screaming while I’m running
(That’s the wrong way…)
Loud?
Loud.
Loud.

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You are nothing but you are me
I am lost but am I free
All the fears I cannot see
All the lives that will not be
Wasted Potential
Forgotten Clarity
I’m having a hard time writing. I’ve found often times my mind is moving faster than my pen I get so overwhelmed and feel like my body is filled with stories that sizzle and fade and end up nothing but daydreams of grandeur. I’m so scared of amounting to nothing but I also don’t want to be presumptuous enough to assume that I was ever more than just that. I have survived but have I lived. Will I die still begging for an answer.
I called out
My love My voice
I cried out
My heart My choice
Through every window I peer into
I always fall back into you
Tear me apart
Rip me up
Give me mercy
Give me grace
Bury me under your body
Smother me with your satin pillowcase
They’re all I ever think about.