poem

Hello this is me. I’m that guy. you know who the one always cracking jokes I’m lost But

being alone no connection no love no hope death is always fair life, not so much. Being without parents, friends,

Lying theft drug abuse but most importantly not listening

Life is infinite There a never ending ways to interpret any situation You can go as deep as you want

A person doesn’t mature with age a person matures with pain.

“Lost father to death last year. Today mother passed from heart attack. Brother has special needs. I live at the

Wind makes circular noises Belli Olmaz Watering waves Electronic trumpets And the ventilator never falls. Night is tinted with orange

Spit it out No helping Just spitting it out Envy Jealousy Anger Self preservation I am afraid of the new

I’m drunk on life at this point While I depended on being actually drunk to write Now waves of