My forehead is pressed
Against the block.

I really can’t take this
Anymore.

What am I supposed to do?
You really gotta leave me alone.

These words are feeling
More and more
Like the meaningless symbols
Of a forgotten day.

I abuse them now,
In the self-indulgent
Deconstruction
Of this volatile mental state.

This is my attempt at honest expression,
If not explanation,

Before I escape.

To the Land of Nod.

There is so much damage
And so much hatred

Built up in the hearts
Of the ones I love.

Pride now takes priority.
Selfishness is the
Order of the day,

And I can’t live this way.

So I’ve got to go, and I’m going soon

To the Land of Nod.

I can’t see past my pain anymore,
Bloody haze
Filtering my view.

I scream inside,
But I profess denials

To ears that are plugged.

The efforts I make
To communicate
Are met with indifference,

And misunderstanding.

So you really gotta leave me alone.

I can’t look back.
Because if I look back…

I will remember the cavernous scar
That now blemishes
Our love.

If I leave this
Garden,
And harden my resolve to
Find a new, better life.
I can never look back…

I will feel you wrenching my heart again.
And I can’t live this way,
So you really gotta let me

Get lost.

I’m going alone, and I’m going soon

To the Land of Nod.