I only cried over death in my family
Tell me am I hollow
I wouldn't cry over genocide
I don't cry over suicide
Does that make me hollow
Pass me off as a mirror image
Picture of your ego
Someone lesser than you
Pass me by like a still in a day dream
Reap off my efforts
I am sustainable
Race with a tortoise
Success is so obtainable
Between you and me
Tornadoes sweep our houses like tattered leaves
In the wake of rain
We pour ourselves a glass
Turn your pages
I'm burning down all the bridges we built
Eclipse, echoes in the night
Eclectic new year
Part of my loneliness is my past
My expansive views of this empty existence
Auto deleting
Rewriting, depleting
Always Feeling
Like the first sign of life had no meaning
2018 has fractured my instincts