Last May’s Offhand Vignettes

this is my cry for help
hear you me
they said the world is at my fingertips
i just need, the will.
but the world
twists and turns
colliding across my
galaxy of hope
and stars they
stray.

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i hung up the phone
failing to say 
all the things i wanted to say
so tonight, again
i go to sleep
with a heavy heart.

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certain nights, like such
i want to push over bookshelves
knock over lamps
pound on walls, with my bare fists.
venom surges through me

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the night pours over
as if crying out my pent up sadness

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You love me
because I love you so.