Glass smashing.

Lit torches and iced pipes passing.

Wakeful nights.

Sleepy days.

Exhale toxic clouds of crystal haze.

Nowadays,

Finding myself is a walkthrough of an endless maze.

I’m told I’m still in that heartbreak phase.

Continuously wiping these tears away.

Saline spray up my nasal passage ways.

Gaze through a mirrorless reflection.

Deception of stained glass,

Leaves a distorted t...

Scared and hopeless.

Sleepless nights of constant thought.

How can I approach this.

Who would have thought that one day it would be my magnum opus.

Missed appointments and avoided sonograms.

Reality hit like a swat teams battering ram.

Excessive use of unprescribed Clonazepam.

You entered on the cusp of winter.

How could something so small take up so much space in my heart.

Ten years and ...

Become true human.

Non conforming thoughts become reality.

Remove the chameleon mask along with the matching disguise.

Stare into the judgmental shard of glass.

Reflect on the past, a being we may not seem to recognize.

Seek out life’s largest prize.

Or plot your own demise.

Head tilted towards the stars and night skies.

Hear the echo of the bailiff shouting “all rise”.

Repel emotions whi...

Where do I belong.

Where do I fit.

All these years all you did was string me along.

To your friends and you I was considered the misfit.

I believe my days here are numbered.

Watch as the casket is primed for the hearse.

Wounds still fresh like a mint out of your mothers purse.

No point to prolong the process.

Here arrives doomsday.

Fuck it

I never belonged here anyway....

We’ll share this umbrella all the way home.

Fingers touch and interlock around the aluminum stem.

Shoulders touch as streams of rain fall from the umbrellas awning.

Feet send ripples through puddles.

Cars fly by, turn puddles to tsunamis.

Two unknowns, united by torrential downpour.

Lips touch, both savor the moment.

Because they know it’ll be over in a New York minute....

And yet here I sit writing about you again.

And yet here I sit crying over you again.

And yet here I sit insanely torturing myself again.

And yet here I sit reminiscing of the day I met you again.

And yet here I sit yearning for your company again.

And yet here I sit realizing, I was never enough for you again.

And yet here I sit knowing I have the inability to be loved again.

And yet here ...

It was supposed to be a day of many more to come.

But unbeknownst to me, that I’d be left tased and shocked like a stun gun.

Though a familiar feeling, that was abandonment.

It wasn’t spur of the moment or some fucked up accident.

Pre-mediated Orchestrated emotional dismantlement.

The fire inside dims like the wick of one of your candles lit.

There was a time you were oh so hesitant.

Of allowing ...

Out of the jumpsuit.

Off the prison block.

Form a straight line and follow suit.

Head down ignore the shakedown probably another racial dispute.

The CO in hot pursuit.

Its like a natural birth.

But the chains and cuffs.

Umbilical cord.

Think twice about the meaning of freedom.

You’ve no idea what you’re in for.

Do you feel prepared?

Or are you anxious and scared?

Rewind 20 years,

Remember how ...

Breathless

Is how

You left me

Happiness

Is what

You gave me

Faithfulness

Is what

Was in question

Futureless

Is what

Left me broken

Emotionless

Is how

I protect myself

Love

Your love

I don’t believe

Love

My love

Love too hard

Phoenix

Is how

I am reborn

Love

Our love

I desire it...

Attn: this started as the prompt but turned into something completely different.

7 years old.

I am a seven year old boy.

I love my dad because he gets me new toys.

I hate leaving my toys because I have to be a schoolboy.

School stinks so I sneak in my gameboy.

17 years old

I still have love for my action figures and gameboy.

But I’m older now.

I’m in high school wow.

Time with toys replaced wi...