I don’t know what I did
But I did something
My heart catches in my throat
Careful
Waiting always
For the other shoe to drop
It always does
Does positive thinking work
When you feel flawed at your core
No
Mantras on top of a knowing
Deeper than deep
That you do not deserve good
Fall flat
Their echoes create a silent tragic opera
I stumble
Tears threaten to fall
The nausea I feel holding this truth almost knocks me over
How do I solve a problem
I do not understand
Point me to the wizard
Let me beg the sorceress
Help me
Break
This
Curse
Life On The Skinny Branches 