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Are you okay? Yes I am.. But I wasn't , As I responded to that, Because what else to say, When you aren't, Are you feeling good? Yes I am.. When I wasn't, But how will it help, If I responded for real, Do you need water? Yes I want.. But just shut down, The surrounding chatter, With infinite laughter, I couldn't bear, The noise, Inside me growing larger, Than my voice that was, Shaking my exterior poise, My daughter, Came closer.. As she held my, trembling hand, As she whispered, Mom, it will get better.. My partner, Looked at me, And wanted me to know.. It's okay, Not to be okay, Getting drunk, And throwing up.. Is all part of growing up, Till the part, Where you start loving, Just water again.. My mom and dad, Comforted me,  That although sad as it looks, Things aren't that bad.. As explained by the books, Relationships and people, Are the ones that make you stable, While everything else, Can topple,   Well, there will be loads of trouble, But more than that t

Into The Woods

Naked & Puffy ..
Wandering in the woods.
Stuffed with grass..
Troublesome and crude.
Knocked out by the breeze..
As The wind whistled and teased.
Slapped by the branches..
For my interlude.
Trapped in the ignorance of elude.
The night smoke slicing through my eyes..
As moon lighted up the skies.
A quaint wanderer invading peace..
Tracing footsteps of animals walking at ease.
A whimsical tune of darkness persists.
While I caught the whiff of wet earth..
Filling up an addiction unworthy to resist.
I ran to take a dive deeper in the brook..
Following the psychedelic crystal ripple.
Only to find what all I felt lied in a book..
And me very much inside ..
This box full of people.


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