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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

The Climb

Sounds unfair..
An argument..
Over reluctant despair..
Held ignore for so long.
Sordidly unchanged..

Sulking along.
Endless wait..
Twitchy eyes don’t stop looking..
Undress the crave..
Go crashing with the waves..
Leave bereft by the shore.

Find a rock..
At the end of your block..
Roll up your sleeves..
Pulling up your creed..
Nail the climb..
By getting a sweaty grip..
Tis okay if you slip..

There's no rise unless you dip.
Take the plunge..
Go with the grunge..
Falling doesn’t baffle..
There’s ease while you stifle.
And when the ride gets steady..
Shell out the needy.
Stitch that soggy wound..
Clean the bleeding scar..
Once it turns itchy..
Dust away the black tar..
Push to seek at par..
On arrival at the peak..
Every sight gets bleak..
Breathing clouds while you freak.
As the journey ends..
Left out marks seldom bends.
While you stand..

Staring down..
From above..

That let's you see nothing..

But a burning covet.


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