Author Information
You'll Find
You’ll find me overdosing on sour candy
Rotting out my teeth, making myself sick.
Sleeping in positions painful and awkward,
Waking up with lips cracked and dry
Refusing to face the things that ail me.
You’ll find me drunk listening to the same
Song over and over, it hurts just right,
And I always was more fond of crying
Then laughing. I always did aim to be
Alone when loneliness is overwhelming.
You’ll find me angry at everything but
Mostly myself, angry at all the ways I
Personify inhibition and indecision.
I’m looking to escape from reality,
From myself, living lost in fantasy.
You’ll find me restless pacing the lone path
In my apartment. Overthinking my existence
Wanting for something that I can’t quite
Describe. Is this what’s like to question
Your meaning, to feel like you’re in limbo.
You’ll find me crying on the bathroom floor
Wrenching out my heart onto my mind until
My criticisms cascade over and I curse
Whatever “this” is. How come I find myself
Here time after time hurting myself.
You’ll find me confused, shell-shocked
At what I’m capable of, I know there are
Better ways of coping but I seem unable
To reach for them when needed most,
Perhaps it’s better if no one finds me.
