11.15.14

Behind the smile,

Beyond apparent joy,

Lies the lonely of togetherness.

Relative

I trickle

Slowly drained

Like a blood-sucking leech

A lack of the right words consume my flesh

Hostile spirits course like venom through my veins

And replace the care I once possessed

I reached out

Accusations were returned

Prophetic words of dissatisfaction cast out into the universe

The truth? Too much to ask for

Too precious to share

Content to anticipate more of the same

Mistreatment 

Miscommunication 

Misinterpretation

To be misunderstood seems better than to be fixed

Like miserable boos over healing waters

I trickle 

Slowly drained 

Watching the circles in this conversation 

Suck the life out of me

12:01a

feels like the beginning of the end...

of fun

of friendship

of freedom

slept through the transition 

somehow missed the mark

then slipped through the cracks

of time, into a space where mediocrity and habit reign supreme

there was no laughter

there was no kiss

just me

alone

with my thoughts 

with my hurt

with the foreboding of future regret

waiting to greet me 

around the temporal bend--

I was a minute too late...