Fifteen Stories

Well, I fell back down

To the same place and time

And the same lame hometown

Getting better everyday

Still begging for people's sympathy

How far did I fall

I am the salt of all the earth

I am the desperate and unsure

I am the lowest point of misery

(I've lost myself in everything)

I am the weight that drags you down

To where it's impossible to breathe

But I know that's no excuse for sympathy

I'm struggling to grasp the concept of

Not being good enough for anyone

While I waste my time

Trying to get your attention

What's it to you

Your schedule is full

And I'm just shooting for the stars, anyway

Someday I'll find my heart

But until then I'll just fade into nothing

So, I'll just sit here thinking of ways

To better myself emotionally

And not to sink too far

Into the pit of disparity

I'm alive in your eyes

But, not well

You can tell

So for now

Safe and Sound

I'll just drown

So, don't push me

You know I have nothing to live for

Consistency is not worth working toward