giving all of myself and getting little
unless I bend over backwards they may not see me
after this summer so much has changed
replacing the needs of others with my own
during my last minutes in this spot I will
encompass that which has kept
drooling its meanness all over me as I rage
oxygen being my only food for this journey
red marks drying on me where blood once was
playing back and forth with the
reflections off of everything
out of the sky comes droplets of light
tearing like a bunch of holes in a canvass
energizing the walls that keep inner thoughts safe
capsizing motivations for the wrong dimension of future
testing how awake the crawling cruelties convey
every time I run through the wild to you my
day gets better