I’m not saying it doesn’t burn
today is just simply, today
sure, I’ve had warmer moments
the sky can always be bluer
and I can tune out the outside world
a little harder
but today
I just don’t feel like breathing
can I be suspended in time
when I’m not moving forward or backward
where the pain isn’t gone
but not hurting me either
I’d like to believe I’m healing
but each sunrise
is accompanied by waking eyes
and an immediate bowel movement
some vomiting
reminder that I really don’t like this world
it doesn’t like me
we argue and fight, often too much
I’d sell out this place for an hour of rest
because I don’t belong here
and it never took me in
I’d be content to watch
from a mothership full of light
this rotten rock burn and fester with agony
the way I did
in the way I do
today
Recovering My Mind: Poetry and Rock Music 