Sometimes you feel so small
When the world around you expands
To bittersweet unkempt, unknown.
Sometimes you mark a day
When you lost everything yet you find the valour to stay.
Sometimes you argue more
When you know they want to contain you in your core.
Sometimes things become hazy
Like the doodles playing all over your mind bursts daft crazy.
Sometimes you ignore
For the love of repose ever more.
Sometimes. Yes, some darned times.
Haggard, pinched crease.
As the sea inside you froths then freeze,
Sometimes you want nothing, but to cease.