Sitting here alone by myself
Surrounded by shadows from the past
And ones that almost become the future

Yet, present is such a harsh word
The only N-word i hate is "now"
Even my pen hates writing it
My keyboard refuses to type it

Because now, we're stuck in the "now"
Now nowhere to go or to be gone
Nowhen? Is that even a word?
I don't know
It's equivalent with the direction i'm going
Forward/backward in space-time because right now, nothing is right right now.
Nothing is right but i'm no lefty
I can't write. About anything.

About you
About me
About shadows that sit next to me
About us used to
About us that almost might to

If I were you,
I don't want to be with me
Not even a shadow to company

If I were you,
I wouldn't be here
Even if it's imaginary.

i want to peel your skin back
and reveal your deepest sweetness.
to look at your veins
and memorize their paths.
maybe then i’d understand
why you are so rough on the outside.
it takes a lot of work,
digging your fingernails into the flesh,
pulling and pulling until you are bare.
but it is all worth it;
to visit your center,
to break past what conceals you,
and take you apart
slice by slice.

And darlin,
Only if i found you in hell
     The hell's gonna burn again,
This time, to the ashes.
    Make a statue of my love out of it.
Let the cracks bleed my name,
    Let the flames wisper my love.
I'd crave your face in the smoke,
    The embers scream your name.
'cause darlin,
Even pain becomes art,
   When it bleeds for you.

wish I could float above the water.
instead I feel pressured. I feel like I'm being
pushed (forced) under the sea.

Haiku
An act of kindness
Like a candle in the night
Lightens our darkness