How far down can you sink
Before the pressure snaps your bones
And you sight bursts
Limp and lifeless, no, not quite
Death hovers, but its mercy eludes
Pain: vitality's true reminder
Will it end? How could it ever?
Life clings on to despareate hope as the clawing begins
Soon, the reaper fades from view
The moonlight piercing the water's surface
One hand feels the breeze, then the other
Finally, head above water and lungs gasp to fill with oxygen
As you tread among the waves, the rocking of the sea calms you
For now, at least, for soon life will go on
And the siren song of the depths will call once more
To test your limits evermore

As the crisp breeze set in
And clouds darkened with bated breath
You fled west to warmer climate
But nothing is warmer than the heart's hearth
So to melt the ice in my memories
Your laugh lit a fire in my soul
To know oneself is a rare thing,
But to know another is even rarer
A simple breeze carries your name as I fumble the words
which guide me
Caged birds may sing longing songs
But my caged heart must stay silent
As the ground thaws, you'll soon take flight
I pull against my chains, no slack provided
My wrists cry blood as you take off
I know summer will see your return,
But a heart bleeds out faster
Than the seasons change

Every reflection a mirror which shows someone I don't recognize
Each piece of glass, metal, plastic reveals the exosuit I can't tear off
Jealousy, once thought as attraction, now just leaves pain and confusion
If I could emulate the butterflies in my chest and grow into a cup half full, could I finally know happiness?
Lest I rend myself, etching the lines across my hand
Facial façades beget my depression, falsify my feelings, leaving hollow husks for friends to enjoy while festering thoughts fill the vacuum
Alas, humans form no chrysalis
I cannot resolve this dissonance

Could I have been lucker
Had I found the winning ticket on the ground
Or if my name caught world recognition
Then the fact I know such a beautiful soul
One able to render the beauty around us
In the mundane, the everyday
Bringing notice to the unappreciated
Such luck counterbalanced by misfortune
An overeagerness to have been locked in
Youthful passions of a mind repressed
Once freed, the mind awake in a cage of its own bars
One made willingly and with little regret
But caged nonetheless
In another world, connections don't have to be isolated
I could explain how I feel despite being tied down
And I could know just how beautiful you are
Without hurting another I love
When, finally, your lips light requited sparks

Stuck inside these tall grey walls
Where, outside, the wet leaf falls
Clouded glass obstructing gloomy views
Blocking in our vibrant hues
Overworked practitioners without care
Restrict me from feeling the cold, crisp air

Voluntarily admitted for an addiction
Forcably kept for introverted action
Where self-advocation finds no friction
One voice's effort grants release's traction
Perceived ever-ill in the Pill-Cup House

Outside, free city-life continues
Rain falls upon the vendors and venues
While inside, like animals we're treated
Nurses believing our sanity depleated
But the mind wanders when not occupied
Left to linger in what traumatized

Yet, lions to a zookeeper novice
With their wild apex status
Who leave the rookie trembling and nervous
Are treated fairer than the best of us
Losing humanity in this Pill-Cup House

Does your dick hang low?
Does it fit inside the bowl
If you shiver, will you miss
When you're standing up to piss?
Do you shove it up your ass
When you really wanna pass?
Does your dick hang low?