77. I swear I have nothing to prove

leave me alone

for you know this isn't the first time

In fact this is twice in a row

that the angels have slipped through our landslide

and filled up our garden with snow

and I dont wish to taste of your insides

or to call out your name through my phone

for the glory boys at your bedside

will love you as long as you're something to own

So many things go through my head at the same time, so many memories, so many emotions. It's never been an exciting, positive or happy feeling.

Why start now?

The constant invariable is dying for variables.

He is thirsty for change

He is hungry for love

He is deprived of all of it.

While everything everyone could want or need to make them happy falls into their lap, he sits quietly and painfully in the corner watching while they get it.

All this work

All this effort

All this time wasted

All these emotions squandered