art we friends

it’s cool when insanity looks like ushy gushy art

people praise

wow good job

.

but mine...

the stuff of this mind

when people see they call to see

.

are you ok?

did you eat

how is your sleep

.

and i say

i am now

i took the call

.

or they don't

‘cause they’re afraid

truth found for them awaits

.

so i whisper to myself

nobody was there

when i wasn't

.

does the good word save them

for me

it puts my thoughts at odds

.

i ask what sharing's for

more

more

.

would you like it

would you approve

would you turn me into a whore

.

you will leave

i will weep

shhhh, hush now

.

it is time to go to sleep

close your eyes

pray for dreams

.

i’m not dumb

i know what will come

nightmares of past made futures

.

long

more hours than my rest

i wake to this

.

slapping sheets

am i here

did you leave

.

again empty replies

the pen will be there

it will be my friend