Everyone says when you hit the bottom, you have nowhere to go but up. That's true. But no one ever said you'd go anywhere. You'd be surprised how long you can stay at rock bottom.

Deep inside
(Where nobody goes)
A small
(Homicidal)
Voice
Says "Kill Him"
The offense is a minor one
I think.
"Kill Him"
~The blade was quick
But I think he suffered. ~

my attempt at a haiku
Poetry motion
Words marching across the page
I march with them, too.

"Jump" they cry.
And I do.
But we all know
my parachute
is
broken.
So why do I jump?
Because it's
the last thing
anyone would
expect.
Including myself.

Don't Try
Don't try to lie to me,
When I need truth.
Don't try to hold on to me,
When I need room.
Don't try to smile at me,
When I'm depressed.
Don't try to love me,
When I'm a mess.
Don't try to show reality,
When I'm entrenched in fantasy.
Don't try to keep me,
When I'm letting you go.
Don't try for me,
Just give up.