shirking responsibilities

I am heavy excuses
I am stifling lies
I am sweet distractions
I am people's eyes

I am my burning shame
But I say it and forgive it
Is that right?

artistic temperament

Voices shrill and talk inconsequential
People whom you want away
out out away
dead

Madness, my words
are slipping away
with the screaming sounds
the incessant chatter
gossip and complaints
and compliments
and judgements

A grinding need
for pounding sound
to drown out
all the lunacy

Get away from me
My teeth are willing to bite
And my eyes to shriek
I want to write here
I need to write here

Snap slash slap smash
Leave. Me. Alone.

you always know what to do

when it's someone else as needs you




Oh, is no one stopping by?