Tuesday, February 12, 2019

If I do all you ask of me, will you let me die?


As I sit here in the darkness of the noisy bus
The huge stars in the vast sky weigh on my head. 
There is another person screaming 
in the solitary confinement of my soul 
begging to be set free. 

It’s myself trying to escape through the tears. 
But just tears are so narrow for my pain to go through.

I’m banging on the walls of my sanity:
let me go, let me go!

Close your eyes near me so you can see it. 
Hold my hand and the screams will be deafening. 

If I do all you ask of me, will you let me die?



Dec 8, 2018