Even

watching others
one's self is lost
at least my self

learned to give it
everyone can be this way
that is not true

easy lives and children houses
makes me jealous
even still

I grow old
my inside is the same
not sure where

eats a lot of creation
tells one to sleep
wish I were gone or free

would like to be more fortified

perhaps in the distance


-Lahmadaj

there are his eyes

looking at mine
he tells me words
out loud

he rarely says what's below
this burns

seems alive and smiles
touches lips
can hear breathing

what depression
to have the infinite light
hidden

looks at me
lost my shining
sometime in the years
thinking of when this all stops

i'll wait and wait and wait

may be birds


-Lahmadaj

will

someone help me

you have to help yourself

i know

like some sort of joke

right

playing on yourself

who


-Lahmadaj