I miss my life 

But not the normalcy.

I miss my life

Just the security.

I miss my life

The deep REM sleep.

Take care of yourself young man.

The price between the gaps is a fate worse than death.

Breathe.

Even though the world can’t see the deception through a screen, I know you and I can.

Breathe.

Take deep breaths like your life depends on it, young man.

Breathe.

Know what you know and go forth,

For there is always more to know.

There are always more to know,

But for today let’s just make the note a breath.

Breathe.

You’ll know a hill of some episodes when you die, but the mountain beside isn’t worth the price.

Please be careful. Drive safe, and have faith, whatever that means.

The cross is a symbol, but what if I’ve sacrificed too much?

Mania? Or am I the man-ee-up?

Im just up too long, up to bright.

I need some sleep,

But people are following me, I role ironically without peace.

Except my peace out (peace out). 

They don’t like me: the department of homeland security.

”Make it in the arts” do what you love as a job.

“Make it in the arts” do what you love as a job.

I talk to god and he whispers back messages I can’t decipher. This I hear, “shhhh. Be quiet like your life depends on it.”

Young man can sell anything I just hope he doesn’t sell his soul.

Apple, Spotify, and the rest own the best.

Anonymous anonymous anonymous.

I needed a friend so bad (so bad) that I went around town until all the doors were locked.

I needed a friend so bad (so bad) that I went around town until I found anonymous (the current one).

I needed the words so bad (so bad) until I ended up in the ward and all the words were locked (word).

I miss my life.

My life behind the clouds.

My life behind the sun.

I miss my life.

My life behind the clouds.

My life behind the sun.

I miss my life.

My life with a job, and school, and dreams. Before I know about gangs, and r&amp;pe, and violence even in our town.

“It happens in this industry, J.”

I talk to God and he just threatens me with death.

I am hurting from the places that tried to help my hurt.

I am paining from the places with the window panes.

I miss my life,

Oh god, please help but not another 72 hour hold and a note that says “gravely disabled.”

Oh god, please help.

Oh god please help.

I will deliver my poetry in songs (glow) but it will just take some time.

In the mean time,

Oh god please help,

Oh god please help without a hold.