Here,
no longer in nightmares...
Boredom has become my biggest cross to bear.
It weighs heavily on me when no one is near...
demons encroach upon my mind
a stomping ground for reapers of darkness...
birds create mirrored
harmonious melodies...
Am I needed?
Am I important...
I had to-
let go of the...
Those creepy little crawlies
When you're lying in your bed...
Man's best friend
The dog is privy to that phrase...
My intuition:
a hot knife...
Tears of guilt
Tears of remorse...
If you were to die by your own hand
Nothing would be right in or around my land...
I bear you upon back,
bringing me mud...