Unfinished Thoughts (2018)

I’m getting better

You’re getting smarter

Fractured little windmills

Dizzy from the ride

Dependent of Dramamine

To get through the night

An expendable shell casing

An endless supply of ammo

Life is over before it begins

I can’t fight this mental weather

When I’m all alone, I’m so alone

A punctured shell casing

Incapable of being ammo

I am more tethered than you could know

I’m an anchor without a soul