I am a plummeting plane. I see the clouds go past, And I close my eyes, sometimes, But I still feel where I’m going. Sometimes, I feel that

Last year seems years away. Last night seems lifetimes away. This moment seems like a dream.

While I’m alone, He’s with her. While I’m crying, He’s kissing And rolling

I died on Tuesday. My soul floated up Above my milky corpse, And I smiled. I saw my family,

I cannot bring myself to cry. I can’t decide if this is a curse Or a blessing.

Walking by at night, I saw the falling snow Tumble down like sleep. God, how could you be So cruel as to give

Farewell to friends, The kind that push. The word constantly bends. I live a life of isolation. While others play in their bubble…

What if your face was a poem alone… I bet People would read it and cry, And some would feel inflated afte… Because they witnessed something

Courage was not letting your broth… But preferring to die From their snide remarks Which shadow prejudice’s unkind da… What happened when they grew up?

I’m silently screaming Alone in the bathroom. The tears of a sinner Won’t let my fears go. I’m suddenly drowning.

The devil’s in my midst.

I had no right To fall in love with you. All those times I promised you That I’d never fall in love again Were lies because I fell in love…

Sam said, “Get over it.” As if I could Just climb a tree. Sam said,

Am I incurable? It seems so. I’m an incorrigible invalid Of the heart.