art is a guaranty of sanity

so they say…

a world of turmoil and dissolution,

a cycle of disembodied laws and transactions.

i know only to be mindful of my defeat

i love and love but carry a white flag to give myself over

to people I’ve never known really.

i have no words tonight

I’m only drinking to push away the thought of you yet somehow i pull you closer

im delusional



im okay.

contrast to popular statistic i am okay

even though most would think a heartbreak like this would heartache me so

i am okay

did i mention

i am okay

so there is a word a few someone could say to help me feel at ease but

the only thing i want is an explanation as to why i felt the need to surrender

where are you tonight

and why is it over.

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