Down a dark cold alley there is a child waiting for help
Do you venture to help the child not knowing where it will lead
Or do you pass by and think nothing of it at all

i need a reason to believe my
"friends"
haven't given up on me.
i need a reason to understand why i am so unlikable
i need a reason to know why i'm always the last pick
with better
kinder
prettier
people always climbing over me.
i need a reason to understand where my qualifications for being considered "worth it"
went wrong.
i need a reason for the endless feelings of loneliness and isolation.
i need some solid substantial evidence that can help explain why the second i start trusting someone
they seem to forget about me.

is this paranoia?
is this a normal situation my mind is altering?

is this reality?
is this the way it has to be?
with being last and being left out and simply not being enough to be
included?
if this is the way it is going to be,
please just give me a reason why.

- a.g.

taut
beneath midnight stippled skin
you lay stifled in humid half light
stymied fingers
between edgy estival beats
drum your chest

fluid smooth
over wind-whipped knees
my hiemal body pours
a blasé moon
briefly strains to contour
my salt slapped cheeks

I begged her
that lunar *****
to rake gelid slivers
across your skin
my name wistfully hissed
where fingers would skate
to patent my cure
for your searing need

but that vainglorious orb
kept you
her guiltless reflection
swells in your dolorous eyes
as she pins you
taut
beneath midnight stippled skin

Did you ever love me?
or was it all fake.

Did you ever need me?
or was it a game.

Did you ever want to hold me
in your arms?

Did you mean to leave me
with a broken heart?

i never said I love you
You said it all the time
it turns out words mean nothing
because you had to say goodbye

Is it real?
The stars I watch every night in the dark blue canvas we call sky?
The ones that shine bright, but every time becoming more distant and lonely
until one day they'll disappear?...