NOVEMBER 27, 2023
I keep saying the same shit about time-
all the time.
What is it, where did it go?
Never enough
Time.
21 years and it rained like hell today.
I get it now…
I hear you in the forgotten notes.
You remind me.
I miss you in the breeze.
I need you to convince me.
That I’ll be alright.
You gave no warning.
Right here. Right now is a place I don’t want to be.
I don’t belong.
Living is killing me and I’m left
Loathing…
Resenting. Regretting. Remembering.
You really did know it all.
I didn’t/couldn’t hear you.
Young bud… nuh know storm.
It rained like hell today.
My Power. My Pleasure. My Pain. 
Oh my gosh this was so powerful so beautiful I love your writing it is always so poetic and raw
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