no vacancy

is there enough room anywhere?
i’m searching for a home in anyone I know
and honestly that isn’t the way it should go.
trust me.
it doesnt work
and usually hurts
but my fantasies are always ready to create
a life that never existed
but something to excite my mind.
create an escape.
until the escape becomes the source of pain.

is there enough room anywhere?
i’m just looking to be cared for
better yet.. adored
i just want something more.

is there enough room anywhere?
for me.
simply.
to.
be?

take it.

Wasted.
Busted.
I’m so fucking disgusted.
What do you mean you can’t do it?
You have the gift so why don’t you use it?
You are the creator.
The master.
You haven’t realized this faster?
Play time is over.
There’s no time to cry.
So build your fucking empire.
Welcome to your new life.

You never left.

too stressed to rest, I’d realize as I got undressed.
your eyes, never quite impressed but you’ll settle for second best, I guess. forever searching for what’s next to digest the regret that you never actually address.