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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

To You

To you..
I love..
For how many ..
Different ways..
I could think of.
To you..
I seek..
For any..
Kind of day..
I could wink off.
To you..
I find..
Not to be a part of..
Any given way..
That meets dismay.
To you..
I shower..
A pattern of colorful shade..
That never would fade.
Away the smile from your face.
To you..
I deny..
The caricature of actualism.
As reality makes this dull.
Trickling down to the very skull.
To you..
I know..
And you shall never say..
But pick to stay..
Until the very last day.
In my mind..
Like the very same day..
When I found you.


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