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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


Think of a way..
This is going to stay.
To endless hypothesis..
Relentlessly pray.
Hold onto the state..
It can always relate.
Trapped fearlessly..
Is fate.
Tricked inadvertently..
But negate.
Sold to the cause..
Ignoring flaws.
Soaking furiously
The patience..
Revolting aimlessly..
Your conscience.
Scattered are the leaves..
This season.
Dripping till it aches.
Mended walls..
That got thicker.
Day dreaming sights..
Tried hideouts cowardly.
Accumulating fights..
Avoiding collision.
As awaken by a desire..
Is a single faith.
That there’s got to be a Reason.


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