Somedays,
I forget to smile.
I forget the word life, the
lightheartedness
intoxication
felicity
euphoria.
But if you just forget all the F’s in life
all you have is a lie.

Somedays,
I forget to talk.
I forget everything but the pain
in life.
If I only could
fight back the lies,
instead I back down and lie.
Unable to find myself
in the worlds, of words
so many.

Somedays,
I forget to feel.
I forget anything but an atmosphere,
filled with fear, and regret.
I forget,
for the feeling of being so alone,
is better to be postponed with the good,
than to be punished with the bad.
To feel is to take a leap off a bridge.
And to not know whether the water beneath,
is safe.

My somedays,
are not all days.
But my somedays, can turn into some nights.
The night sky looks lighter than my eyes
but feels darker than my heart.
Constellations are easier to reach,
than to read.
And the eyes of infinite horizons
swallow not only the sun and moon
but me whole.

Maybe it’s a someday,
or a some night.
I know someone.
Someone out there in this large,
accumulation of catastrophes we call life,
Is out there.
To fill this empty hole, in my soul.
Because I’m dying to live.
A life without a lie.
So I’m going to give those failures a try,
and live my life.