Black Hole
When I withdraw to my room, I often feel like they (my family, friends, whomever) want me to come out. So, I sit there and I think, “How long can
Beyond our Reach
“Where did the years go?”, I constantly ask myself. I feel like yesterday I was in college. For some reason college feels like yesterday and high school feels like a
Purpose to Pain
Emotional pain. Sadness. For me, things are different now. I’m starting to understand these things (emotional pain and sadness) better, at least how I feel them, but it can still
Security Solution
My boosted intuition, excessive information. Emotional pain night after night. Locked away on a grace citation. As you observe so keenly, and hide in plain sight. What I discerned
Pain Channel
“You’re so creative, Matt!”, they say to me, while in the same breathe they ask, “Why are you in so much pain?” Heh. Wow. If there’s one thing I’ve learned
Haunted Control
I am your dog. That’s how it feels. Beat me! Make me kneel. Lock me up. In this metal cage. If you hate me this bad! Unleash your rage!
Progenation Price
I bang my head against a wall That doesn’t even exist at all. Just a mirage, a barrier of air. An object that isn’t even there. The frustration is taxing.
Spiral Stair Cage
“I’m so tired”, I whisper. As my head slouches low. Caged in my mind. Twisted and twined. As I try to let go. Just do [this]. Or just do
I Don’t Pray
I don’t pray for us to be friends. But I do pray for you, for healing within. Because I know there is sorrow. And I look forward to a restored
All the Rage
Your calloused heart. Imposed on me. A gift. Of pain, and agony. Everyone hurts you. You attract the pain. You welcome the dark. Your mysterious game. Isolated, from
Empty Town
I wonder what it really was as I abdicate! With your fallacious argument spawning transparent perplexity. Has grieving callused your bleeding heart? Or have bygone transgressions wounded you? It’s perfectly
Aching Taradiddle
I know you’d have me disappear. But that’s an option that won’t cohere. Believe me, I’ve tried it before. As I merely made it to the shore. For the ocean
When They’re Sleeping
It’s at nighttime when they’re sleeping. And my mind does all the thinking. About the little things I did. And all the foolish things I said. It’s at nighttime
I Know the Pain is Coming
I know the pain is coming. It’s hiding in the night. The hurt will show no mercy. I’m sure to feel it’s plight. At first I’ll try to run.
Toxic Lindane
You met me at a time when I wasn’t me. So I don’t blame you for your decree. It’s just… I’m a person, much more than a flea. I’m not
Queen of My Head
Another soul with pain, in real life. Full of hardships, scars, and a lot of strife. But in my head you have been anointed. You run the show. You call the
Cycle of Deceit
For nearly a year now, I’ve been dealing internally with the fallout from three very painful relationships that were lost or never materialized or whatever. I’ve been in a vicious
Napalm Feels
I wept like a child. When I found out. That horses were bound. To a finite space. Given rules. But stripped of grace. A shadow cast. A line not
Don’t Just Be
Be other worldly. Bounce to the beat of your own drum. Be in the atmosphere. Know it’s going in. Be the bear that snags the salmon. Patiently. Bravely. Calmly. Hungry
These Clones
Like a dying planet, my heart aches. Pounding, indescribably, words don’t exist. My intuition is rendered useless. And appears when my thoughts are, at present, committed. These clones pursue me.
Rusted Soon
In my head. This greatness is dead. It’s gone from me. How can that be? They’re 11, 9, and 7. But I’m in a place. Where they’ve all gone away.