Little Things

 

Little Things

They say that’s what it’s all about.

Perhaps even the things you can’t live without.

 

That little thing holds back all the little ticks in my head that are coming out, oh god

The crazy is coming out, please look away!

DoN’t you see even ThE words are getting messy.

With all this StreSS and I sometimes cannot even DigeST the Res…

 

 

Little things

little Things

They say that’s what it’s all about

The things I cannot live without.

 

 

The mind, My MIND Its growing loud.                     ALL AROUND

ALL AROUND      SHOUTING AT ME TO TELL YOU WHAT I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT

THE LITTLE ticks in my head THE LITTLE voice FLOATING AROUND ALL AROUND ALL AROUND

It SCREAMS for more.

 

 

little Things

little Things

They say… She said that’s what its all about

Trust me. You cannot live without.

 

 

IS That what I am? The little Thing?

At what point DO you become the Thing you can’t live without?

AT what Point Is MY little Thing not a thing BUT ME?

When do I use that Thing too much and it becomes a THING i Cannot live without

YET I WANT TO DESPERATLY.

 

Little Things

Little Things

She says that’s what it’s all about

The thing I want to live with out

 

 

Hit me with a car, End me please

Hit me with a rope, End me please

Hit me with a blade, End me please

END me please, END ME please, END ME PLEASE

 

 

Little Things

Little Things

I need you now.

The thing I cannot live without.

 

15 mg of silence, yes please.

The voice is quiet.

The angst is gone

Obsession resides.

I should write about my favorite little thing before another aside

 

 

Little Things

Little Things

They say that’s what it’s all about

Perhaps even the things you cannot live without…

This poem is about: 
Me

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