another faceless face in the question
and this week,
well i feel barely alive
what am i to do
who believes in you?

i watched you last night
problems bringing you down
it is just a bad phase
i was not a good friend
not as good as i should have been

she cries into her evening meal
i cry for how i feel
i cry at the expense
i cry for the bill

what i thought i felt
had already started to melt
dreams not made of velvet
but scraps of felt

i feel different now
older, younger, kind of mixed up
but i have really changed
i feel as if i have been gone for a long time
longer than these few weeks

relationships let you live
but they also let you die
it seems it can hurt
to reach out and find the sky
relationships, always complex

my social calendar is a joke
dreams burn in the garden
i choke on the smoke
relationships still bear no relation –
to any sense of normality