I can't sleep, I keep hearing voices,
speak to me, making my choices...
I swallow a bright orange bit of sympathy
As a tidal wave repeatedly floods my consciousness...
Shakespeare wrote life is nothing but a stage, but...
See these letters are not confessions or a cry for...
Tomorrow,
a word that whispers off the tongue...
I was all the desolations one could ever have,
all the distance of the loneliness...
Mirror mirror on the wall
You have forgotten my call...
you always said
I was most beautiful...
And then there is
to the clinches of your despair...
I am scared of being
diminished...
It’s late
In fact it’s the morning...
Slam the steel door and fasten it tight
Make sure it’s sealed to keep out the light...
Do you ever look at me,
See my smiles and wonder if they are real...