SCRAPS #085: THE CORNER

Again, in the corner

What have I done now

I've really did it this time

Why do I even try to reach

To connect to confess this time.

I set my expectations too high

I try too hard I fall too hard scarred

Heart peace this odd outside evening.

Make out head inside sickening.

Seething pounding pulsing.

Heart is racing pumping.

I crossed the line

I'm not ok I'm not fine

Why do I even bother

A kind of kind appreciation

Is that all I really want

It's insane membrane anticipation

All I wanted was my own

And now I'm all alone.

I hate myself. I escape my health.

I have this life I don't know what's right.

I show love and try to go above.

Do I do these things for all you?

This book is personally overdue.

I see love but I don't feel it

I'm spiraling in a whirlpool of tension

The pain in your face was my invention

Tend to the time ascension prevention

Feel so deep you still want to keep

My life my heart my art to be apart

It's you I hurt wear my sweat shirt

Cannot escape the pain thing

Abstract landscape painting

I'm the kid in the corner.

I can't turn around.

I'm the kid in the corner.

I can't make a sound.

I'm the kid in the corner.

I don't understand.

I'm the kid in the corner.

Please take my hand.

Please