stop…
please…
it hurts…
words going no-where…
giving-up nothing…
what is sacrificed…
you push and push and push…
expectations high…
wanting…
i cannot…
nothing is there…
a shaking hand will not write…
stop…
please…
it hurts…
paintings gazed-at…
trains wail…
eerie silence…
but still…
the soul is not stirred…
no magic…
gun-shots…
no voices…
i do not hear you anymore…
stop…
please…
it hurts…
weakness…
pictures…
there is no feeling…
try and try and try and try…
nothing flows…
un-natural…
the rhythm is off…
timing is wrong…
a clock shines in darkness…
stop…
please…
it hurts…
and here i sit…
with nothing to write…
while you slumber…
200 miles away…
haunting…
i don’t want this…
endless push…
an un-kind shove…
these prices we pay…
stop…
please…
it hurts…
