F*ck You

Sometimes there's nothing else you can say.

Sick

I feel like there's a piragüero shaving ice against my throat. And I feel like there are dancing birds tickling my eardrums with their feathered wings. FML

"Stop the world! I want to get off."

The other day I got to thinking about the steps I want to take to improve my working life. I need a new job. I’ve got all these dreams but I haven’t really done much to achieve them. I’ve been idly sitting, pointlessly working, and feeling empty all the while. I want to breathe some new air!

Now, I know that you must be thinking: “wow, he’s on his way!” At least I’ve made a decision to seek something bigger and live out those dreams, right? Well, no—not right at all. Because in spite of the realization, the anticipation to grasp what’s waiting for me, what I’ve been yearning for, I don’t know how to go about doing anything. I’m tied here and I can't help but wonder: how do I start the process of untangling the knots and strings?

This is why I’d like the world to stop so I can exit right on out. Drop me off now because I’m scared and the hyperventilating is killing me. I don’t think I’m strong enough to live outside the box, reach for the stars, jump off that cliff and fly. All these tacky cliché’s that’s supposed to encourage and inspire don’t really work for me. Instead, they burn my eyes and mock me. It really isn’t that simple.

Motives & Thoughts, V

I can’t say it enough, I don’t think. I can write it out a million times and still the point won’t get across. I’m stuck and a little lost too. Will there ever be a quiet moment when I won’t worry about what’s next and wonder about my life? I imagine that things won’t ever be that easy. That scares me.

The Crocodile

she's a crocodile—
she's quiet and calm at first
but she'll sneak right in
and cut you up without a second thought
smiling while eating
spitting out the peaceful parts
savoring your heavy, meaty heart
she'll bat her lashes right after
cross her legs,
and grin, grin, grin
but remember this:
her tears are fake
and that leathery skin -- don't let it fool you
because although considered rather pricey,
she's really oh so very cheap

Cross My Heart

Well maybe, just maybe, it really is just you.