no title could express, this entry in itself is a lie only by no other way of explanation

[hope_meets_less]

take this sinking stomach out to sea
and these shaking hands to the soil
but its my mind that needs to settle down
when this empty room has nothing to throw

ive lost my home and ive misplaced my heart
and i realize that my isolation may not be what it is supposed to be
i drive hundreds of miles every month
but i dont know how i get out of my head

here is my head
and there are my hands
so close all of the sudden
and just because my tears are afraid to fall
doesnt mean that i.dont.feel.

the fucking unexamined life is not worth living
we all have heard that before
but lonliness can possibly mean emptiness
depending on the train of thought

i could be so much more than this
i will be so much more than this

but how do i calm my furious heart
and its relentless pounding when i try to become blank
how do i direct this anger
when i dont know where it comes from

it comes on like a storm and could be mistaken for a heart attack
my pulse refuses self reflection
and for a minute i might faint
it sometimes lasts for hours
sometimes for only a minute
but i can never, ever find where it comes from

sometimes, i too, feel lost in my own room
(another nod to caroline who can explain her head so well)