My eyes are sore form staring at the wall
looking down some hall,
for some choice.
Some escape?
NOT AN EXIT-not your excuse.
So many years…
rotting in the back of my head.

I’ll show you what agony is.

“Breathe, kid.” Inhale the smoke.
Ashes on furniture, blackened walls,
“Try not to fall.”
I’ve got the shakes,
I’m so ashamed.
When was my last drink?
I need another.
You’re holding on to me
A little squeeze.
“She’s such a little tease.”

I
believed
you?

I’m just tired, and-
“A little while more.”
Rolling on your floor.
What’s behind your locked door?
NIGHTMARES.
Need a pillow,
Need a bed.
“Wake up, sleepy head!”
So sweet, so simple.
Lips on skin,
So young,
So…vulnerable.
“You’re an angel.”

I’m your angel, dear.

Asleep on the couch,
sound asleep.
You wanted more.
You asked for more.
“She’s a w***e”

“He’s my core.”

The lights are on and burning into my face.
“What’s his name?”
Memories,
dreams,
terrorizing things.
“He can hear me.”
He’s in my mind.
In my deepest thoughts.
Lurking and seeping into
breaking into
drawing me into
desperation.
He’s butterflies,
babies cries,
lullabies.

Sweet good-byes?

He’s heartbreak,
Hell,
“I wish you well.”
Close my eyes,
He’s my heaven
Save me please
He’s-