No Looking Back

sometimes I stand by
watching, staring, gazing
wondering if you ever notice
the pain in my eyes

passing by me
you look straight through
as if all I am
is a web of lies

the screams within
go unspoken
the words I speak
go unnoticed

the falling rain
envelopes me
drowning me
trying to make me forget

taking it all away
the pain and the glares
the screams and the stares
and me

Chocolate Head Disease

have you ever had that craving?
stirring from deep within
the one that waits until you're stranded
to first beg for your attention?

I have.
Mine is called chocolate head disease
and there is no cure
only many more years to satisfy

it's a hassle
but who am I to complain?
Then again, it's not what most think
gorging myself on chocolate? I wish.

No.
I spend my days surrounded in it.
But only my head
a bath of sweet suffocation

I blow bubbles in my death
waiting for life to pop
chocolate splatters
it's like art

chocolate head disease
will envelop me
and all I will do
is lick my lips.