Back in the bad place
Where I don’t want to be
Sliding down towards
Being nice and pleasant
Hiding the problem and
Frustration
As much as possible
If I can stop that fall
I can do anything
I want
Sliding
Frozen Shoulder
Empty broken
Restless, filled with pain and anger
The grid
is also broken
Relations, betrayal
That is the only
Thing left
Share this:
Relatives
Trying to put my energy
To work
Confused and lost I am
Here awaiting
People to go
So I can find peace of mind
The home is filled
With relatives and
I try to hide
Share this:
No one
Someone is read my poems
they even likes it
Time passes I write
Trying to keep my
self together
Lonely is the path
That I am on
I was commanded to walk this path
by the history of my family
My confused ancestors
My perplexed oncle
My neurotic mother
My selfish father
My perverted brother
My super neurotic girlfriend
My non existent boyfriend
And me myself and I
Sometimes at night I wake up feeling ill
