eyes forward
no one cares
keep on truckin’
don’t wear flares

wake up early
know the date
eat the sugar
don’t be late

a message.
old, and cheesy,
and I hate myself for it.
because I pride myself in promises
I will always come through and yet I didn't.
leaving was never on my mind
but when you are consumed by another
it is hard to see the world disappear around you.
never has my heart ached more
and never have I needed to make you see so badly
that you are the best thing;
you are warmth and you are happiness,
you are sunshine, still, and for the life of me
I cannot figure out how I lived without it.

He was afraid; in the tall grass.
He saw the shapes of predators
and ran.

They said he was a Pareidoliac !

I just don't see it!

The end

I named a squirrel “Sammy”
I fed him nuts for lunch

I told him to run
and he stopped to listen.

Now the crows are having him for dinner.

The end.

no Houdini escape for you
mired in guilt
no one can remove
for you are guilty
nothing psychological about it
no words
no pills
no woo
can make it un-so
an arm around your shoulder is compassion
not forgiveness, nor understanding
time will not be a gift
forgetting will be denied
leaving a scarred,
disfigured mind
left groveling for peace
with only pittances donated by strangers
pitying a dark brooding shell
wreaking of death
and self loathing
wishing you gone