i don’t believe in ghost
but i see them.
scared if i say hi,
i won’t go back to the real world.
Tag: Mental Health
right after brushing my teeth
getting knocked down
has become
part of my mourning routine
ball boy
they always wanna see you fall
be a king and watch you crawl
they never wanna see you tall;
until you make it big
say they knew you
when you were small
ring of roses
keeping everything in a circle
so when all feels dizzy
you have a safe place
to lay
religion
i believe in you;
it’s stronger than the faith
i have in myself
moon hunter – jailed attachment
treasure fiend;
never missed home
until it was gated up
–
chain link hugs
brought memories forward;
days when hugs were treasure
crashing attention
along the river bed
the storm flickers like a switch
drowning in my head
a worker’s visor
just be you
all day;
the hardest request-
the you you see was crafted for you
tailor made
the hand me downs just don’t work like they use to.
fivefivefive
change on the way
heart sized fitting room
closed until further notice.
traveling climate
i think about that cloud
from time to time
wondering if it made it home safely
Saint's Muse 