the block
the pain
the shame
the hurt
fuck
all this hesitation
all this not living
spinning out
old scenarios
spinning wheels
in the muck
dying every moment
a little more
a little closer
to the end
but still living
from that 10 year old
that boy
afraid
that boy
confused
no one there to notice
him start to slip
start to stop
not to care
becoming all that he could
becoming inurred
outcome confused
outcome unknown
by the not breathing deeply
the not feeling deeply
just numb
struck dumb
as the words just don’t
describe
the inner turmoil
the inner lack of function
always running
always avoiding
letting anyone in
letting anyone know
his horrible truths
and i have written
these same fucking words
in so many ways
please let him out
please let him heal
Everything is Nothing but Everything 