somethings should just ...never be published i guess.
vulnerabilities....fragments of the soul....

doll, unroll your spirit from this hole
unfold wings springs make this
scream
mind vomit yellow yellow yellow
daisy blue lavender
don't hesitate; fate brings people together
or
rips them apart some
words needs melodies to proceed
like seal the deal,
heal and
feel-
ing is not a good thing baby...over
sensitivities will not break you free
proceed not with this idiocy.

may i remind you
nay, may i remind you?
caring too much is Not a good deed?

freed
soul: someone bitter callous cruel
shelled
on top. there is no value
for love, will you
wallow in love when
wallowed-out loves
are enveloped in grief?
please.
reap the benefits of distances to keep
speak nought of ill but drill
patience and kindness, naive happygood words
remain unheard. unheard. unheard.

odd feeling..everything is right but everything is wrong. i wanna burst into song and cry,  simultaneously. the family is broken, hairline fractures i feel i cannot fix and over attempt to do this brings only this- mindfuck vomit of words and no rest.
brittle yellow blue baby bottles i am inspired oddly by maternity, gaping holes in the delivery of, i feel i could do a better job. optimistic naive youth? maybe. i strive to prevent tarnishing of the soul. bronze embittered war soldier already, i am tired of this everlasting painful journey.
ya Allah, i would crave eternal sleep but the prospect of hellfire doesn't entice me. where do i find relief? where do i find relief?

-eeda