Pieces

I want to fall to pieces

crumble under your touch

while your fingertips

glue my soul

back together

[01/18]

In between

I'm in between

In between of life and death

existing silently

In between the road and the forest

drowning in the trench

In between the sun and the moon

floating away in the heavy air

In between is my home

where I belong

For I am the good and the bad

perfect blend of invisibility

Easily lost and easily forgotten

          (by others, by myself)

I forgot myself

in between these lines

[12/17]

Hallucination

I am all that I am not

My imagination pulls together

fantasy worlds and fake identities

I keep losing myself in them

thinking I'm real when I am not

Introducing myself as something more

than a mere hallucination

[12/17]