still here
trying to figure out riddles
like how to fill
the hole in the universe
that sucked me outside of the light
and there are mice dancing in the pantry
but I don’t have energy to shoo them away
and so they haunt me with squeals in the night
and footprints in spilled sugar
still here
trying to heal the bleeding soul
with band-aids
and Mercurochrome
gushing demons from a bludgeoned psyche
but i must go on
there is no greater truth than hope
even if i cry while I walk toward the light
i can’t give up everything
or nobody wins
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