not sure which personality is in charge today
been teary eyed, at the edge of breaking down, chest under pressure, head hurts, gonna cry any minute
need release
need relief
missing the feeling of missing someone, missing the feeling of being missed
miss mattering
misplaced, mischief, misaligned, maligned, maladjusted and saturated with grief
feel so sad today
every breath a thousand razors in my chest, holding the sadness at bay through will power and a sense that if i give in it may not end until sleep overtakes all irrational thought
not good enough, not smart enough, not clever enough to rattle the cages of happier thoughts
living lavishly on loneliness, spending sadness and sorrow like the bank is overflowing with funds, like i am overflowing with worth, like every tear is a coin in the piggy bank and the rupture us coming
mismatched pieces of a puzzle placed upside down and the timer is running
trickling sand through the slender glass waist, wasted time and wondering, wandering, whimsical, and whittled down to the skeleton of past understandings
the who what when where and why of emotional distress
how no longer an issue, consistency and confusion coefficients in the equation of labored breathing
used to think a good cry was good for the system
until a good cry became a daily occurrence and now is a default program in an existence that barely results in existing, exists and persists
pandering to the based emotional distress, my mistress, my missing groove, the needle skips and it becomes the beat not the aberration, scratching and clawing to get to the surface with no sense of direction, internal compass set to dizzy
persistence, resistance, assistance, need assistants, helpers to move the beleaguered monotone minions of benign growths and malignant tutors
hope, hype, hypnotic horroscopic stereoscopic and feelings of incontinent innocence, eerie errors on the roof of the terrordome, kaleidoscopic and misanthropic daydreams of tiny men in white suits and neoprene gloves, no trace evidence, crime unseen, time unclean, mind over matter, mind doesn’t matter, matter, madder, master of incongruence
fluent in heartache, desperation and too much alone time
need relief
filled with self disrespect, disinfected, disaffected air of ignorant self assumption, a resumption of the neural pathways to ignominy and beyond
release from the same thoughts of sinful self repugnance
delusional illusions of any other feeling but fear
ramifications of tooth and nail struggles to get dressed, to humanize, euthanize, actualize, realize, the grand truth of inconsequential consequences, cognitive dissonance the only consistent ringing note
not sure who is running the ship today
drunken captains and insecure crewmen clamoring for equal amounts blame, shame and refrain from petty laments and lame half hearted compliments
criticisms and gossamer gleamings, prosaic and improbable, unprovable and impishly imprecise, improvised and unpopular in design
desire
dangling feverishly over the edge of this impoverished internment camp for underdeveloped emotional growths, tumors of triumphant ignorance
graciously offered and properly kept
detritus
respite