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turning chaos into euphoria

the ebbs and flows of my frustrations leave me unable to express my desires the emotions I’m always told are too much too sensitive “nobody cares” – but they do. I feel and hear everything, all at once, it’s not euphoric, it’s chaotic chaos I channel into happiness, and my everyday bliss for life –…
the day the air was fresh

I think if you can find joy in how green the leaves look, how sweet the air feels in through your nose & how your lungs accept the air, the richness of the blue in the sky and the shapes of the clouds – then you have the means to be happy everyday of your…
Am I sorry?

I could say sorry for a million things everyday But I don’t want to be sorry anymore I’m sorry I don’t feel like talking to anyone I’m sorry I get overwhelmed so easy I’m sorry I don’t make a lot of money I’m sorry I get so emotional I’m sorry I had attitude I’m sorry…
what does it mean to hear nothing, how does it feel

so much noise at once the softness of spiderwebs in the grass the distant smoke seeping into the trees screams inside the chainsaw echo tree branches swaying, though the air is still cracks in the fence show shadows that aren’t there the air, exquisite, making all the noise worth it no clouds. Just blue, finally?…
365 +- 3155 = forever

How could it already be 365 days? All I had with you was 3,155 days. Those days I replay in my head throughout the last 365, and for the rest of my life. Almost every moment accounted for. But counting the days is irrelevent. Sure it makes me grateful, I’ll be grateful for the rest…
it’s actually not okay.

It’s like you plan it. Like you know exactly when you’re going to do it.There’s a look in your eye and a smirk on your face & you tense up just enough to look guilty as fuck.And I laugh it off and go along with it. Still.As soon as we’re done, I think “well that’s…