i long
for the tears
to fall
unfettered
down scruffy cheeks
to feel
the bubble
deep inside
pop
maybe find
just a few moments
of peace
from this
constant state
of
constantly stating
that every single thing
is fine

living
on the edge
of
a mental break
emotionally unavailable
to one’s self
when
emotional immaturity
is the status quo
is difficult
at best
impossible to ignore
yet here
we sit

waiting
for a breakdown
to break down
the dam
holding the parts
of being human
that make
human beings
out of the marionettes
dancing
on the strings
of the unseen malaise
that drips down
the open throats
of happily working bees
that take root
in the hive
adjacent
to the heart