Frustration

•August 7, 2003 • Leave a Comment

Empty time

wasting away

nothing to do

nothing to say

Speed up

slow down

never stop

stand still —

the tension will eventually

break my will

Today never comes

and tomorrow never goes

dreams are like liquid

melting into woes

Blah

•August 7, 2003 • Leave a Comment

I am a bitter, angry man. I am mad at

everything and no one. The hatred in me

belongs to someone other than me, but I

cannot give it away. Anger is my security

blanket; no one can hurt me.

Desperate

•August 7, 2003 • Leave a Comment

out of breath

can’t wait, can’t wait

beads of sweat dripping down

need to get there

heart racing

running faster, running faster

I can almost taste it

where’s the exit?

Dead End

•August 7, 2003 • Leave a Comment

falling

short bursts

low rumble

tip tap tip tap

slumber

into the open grave

only the darkness witnesses this