Butterfly

I can’t be A productive member Of society When I can’t even follow My own thoughts Because You and You You threw me to the ground Mixed with dust and detritus Existing on Layers of dirt and sand Turned to rocky crag Abandoned baby Feral soul Wild thing Tourist Don the illusory garb Hide in the … Continue reading Butterfly

Fool in Paradise

Jungle density A puppet in paradise Potential and possibility Poison me with filth Drag me through the mud Falsehoods are eroding Fueling the monster Sobering reminder Childhood nightmares On the outside looking in Temperature rising Fill the tub With cold water and hope Overflow of longing and regret I am a mistake