Behind these cold dead
Eyes, what secrets do I hide?
Ones you’ll want erased.
Confidante
Tag: emptiness
Mask Down
Such a relief when
I take my mask off and
Show my real face to
Myself in the car
Mirror after I leave you
At home every day.
Deadened
It only hurts when I
Breathe, or hope, or believe
In something again.
Pill
Food doesn’t taste right.
Take a pill. Feeling mean. Take
A pill. Dark clouds hang
Over me. Take a pill.
This time I’ll feel better. I
Take a pill. I wait.
Hope Floats Away
You have to give up.
Hope is what is killing you.
It will never change.
It will always hurt
Like this. Nothing will improve it.
Release it and breathe.
Devolution
My skeleton will
Melt. I will make my home in
The nautilus shell.
Golden Boy
I identify
With former child stars, washed
Up. Anonymous,
Unaddicted, still
Am I a tarnished relic
Of former promise.
Shell
My face doesn’t work.
When my family sees me,
They worry, “what has
Happened?” Nothing. This
Is just who I am now. This
Shell is all I am.
Neglect
You are so joyful
And I mean nothing to you.
I wither and die.
