Poetic Inclinations: Some works from my 2019 collection

Neglected & Unbalanced

Currently I find myself sitting on public transportation Thoughts of you I burned this weekend plague my head.
Trying to forget you but that train has left the station
Attempting not to love you- but it’s much too late
I loved you from the first time you stopped paying attention
Craving unrequited affection
It’s fucking sick how much I let you make me suffer
Or did I fail to mention?
Every time I send a text, the window reads delivered.
My heart- it quivers. I begin to question; did you turn off the read text notification?
I spiral hard but it’s only in my head.
Times like this- I wish I would’ve used till I was dead.
I know that sounds unbalanced; I know it sounds absurd
But maybe if I was laying in a coffin you’d make yourself be heard.
I’m sick of my unrelenting need to have you validate me
I let you go- only to let you hook and reel me back in.
And this time they feel so deep
I really wish you’d stay the fuck away from me I exert myself, looking to be better everyday. Your dysfunction it calls to me. Every twisted statement an improvised explosive device, spewing shrapnel and quickly ensuring my demise.