My walls come tumbling down
Spiraling down
Wandering downward
My head held in polar opposite of north
Walls closing in on me
Naked and backed into a corner
All the things I can do I don’t
All the things I don’t do I can’t
I’m everywhere and nowhere
I’m nothingness and yet everything moves around me


I’ve come undone yet again
Always undone
Same walls
Same stalls
Same sameness
It doesn’t hurt as much this time
I’m doing things that mean something but nothing




I still can’t seem to grasp happiness for longer periods of time
The day has come for me to rue in my own personal stew
Fear and self loathing begin to seep at the sweeping feet of my current days
The sun is my dial when I’m in this box as it crosses me mockingly
The pressures of depression are suspended within my open arms
I want to close myself in clothes.
I’m not who I look like I am.
I am what I seem to be
Walls closing in

Untitled….Born date 10/10/09 2:42pm ©


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