the ides

i hadn't known it was going to rain
silently she
is the maid of march
days i've lived before
but not at 24
not so long ago
i had it all
my future
a spec in the sky
and now i am at the brink
of the great horizon
my bare feet
& nail bitten hands
never planned beyond this
the space between
tomorrow and yesterday
the glitch of a moment apparition
and the uncertainty that follows
a simpler shiva
with arms reaching
every which way
and a heart
as large as a raised fist
but invisible
to a materialist
how could i forget the rain
and the warmth of home
how could i forget
that i still have a long way to go....

stalemate

put me on hold
because you know i
will be there

let me go
but you know
i'm too scared

reality creeps
from under the bed sheets

my bleeding heart
my wishful mind

the sun rises
and fuck
i'm almost 25
and
never
felt
less
alive