As the crystal clearly shatters.

Insanity is the demon that has been stalking me these past months.

How can I be anything but insane

when the very definition of insanity

is doing the same thing ad naseuam

while expecting different results each & every time.

Every time I reach closer

for someone’s heat to heal and soothe

my weary aching soul

I am dismissed to the personification

of inconvenient emotionally needy nobody.

Burned yet again

by the one light I have any desire to pull close to

now I finally truly realize

how far, how fast, how furious

needs must I fly.

No more closeness

no more hugs

no more words of any meaning.

All of you

grow weary of this monotonous voice

so I give you in return

everything I have ever received

from all of those of you whom I loved

deaf, indifferent apathy

and as the crystal clearly shatters

which fact will it be to you all

that matters,

the lack of a useful vessel for your convenience

or its song forever fading into silence?


Point of…

My reality has morphed
the stigmas of your past projecting
razor blades through my psyche
do me a favor please and bury me.