Truth once told me
that Uncertainty
will one day kill me.
So off I set to find Un-C
yet upon meeting him
I could only blame Stress.
Stress addled and full of bile
haughtily stalked towards me
and after a few choice words
told me to go accuse Denial.
Denial of course was always near
I tried as much as I could to look him in the eye
but behind Denial stood Fear.
i wish patience wasn’t a virtue
that want wasn’t so wanton at times
that love truly at times just frustrates and disappoints
that missing someone could make you want to say goodbye
if only to stop missing them so badly
and realize the very next moment
the reason you want to leave
is to escape the pain of being left
keep your fingers crossed
your heart open
your vision willing
your dreams real
@@@
keep your smile secret
your heart willing
your vision sure
your dreams strong
@@@
keep your eyes dry
your heart strong
your vision unblurred
your dreams from fleeting
@@@
keep your head up
your heart patched up
your vision realistic
your dreams as dreams
a manic’s playground is my mind
entrapped within a jungle gym of ludicrous joy
buried deep within the soiled sands of plunging sorrow
an unbalanced act atop the high top
the too quick and slick descent of my sanity upon the slide
the cloying sweet-rancid smell of the tire swing
as i hold tight
sickened-spinning-dizzy from deciphering what’s real what’s not
of tender touches
and shyly missed much-es
of reliving
smile-tugging memory patches
of remembering
sweet brushes
of awaiting
anticipated
bated breath catches
and creating
scenes
drenched
with wanting
new and known
to be awakened
in reality
intotheindigo 