nye.

Day by day, bit by bit
you wear me down,
leave me looking less like myself.
And the infuriating part is that
I can’t even be mad at you because
somehow I let you.
Erosion of my soul in full swing,
I’m counting down the days until
I’ll be anywhere else.

caged.

This city is wearing me down,
testing the limits of my sanity,
and stealing my bliss.
Facing a total erasure of my being,
I don't think I can stand it
any longer here.
I'm caged.

How did this happen?

around town.

cityscape stained -
leaving my mark around town.
foolproof futility, and
i can't keep living this way
::
just watching the stars fade.

sea animal.

cut that Seattle shit off at the root,
can't take it no more.
i'm left smelling the past like a street rat.
had to find myself waist deep
in another's martyred sexuality
to see what was right in front of me.
i'm a caged animal, freed
clipped wings and no song to sing.
i'm a lost soul, please
wait for mind to stop wandering.