Never Enough

 

Sometimes

Words aren’t ever

Enough.

If you were

To be someone

I love

I could hug you

And say more

Than these little words

Ever

Could.

If you were

To be someone

I hate

I could slap you

Across the face

Repeatedly

Until it’s red

And that could be

More

And could

Show more

Than this could.

But I hate her.

I hate someone

I don’t even know.

No name.

No background.

No possibility

Of knowing

And yet I hate.

But, no

I’m a hypocrite

Since I say

I hate no one

And preach

Love

As if I were

Some sort of

Expert.

So I’m a

Crazy

Hypocrite

But I don’t

Truly hate her

I promise.

So

Now I’m just crazy

Which is fine

I just ramble

And carry on

Hoping this could go

Somewhere

Anywhere.

Emotionally drained

This isn’t even

Real anymore

Looking at life

Through cellophane

Wrapped around my

Head

Meaning to obstruct

But also

Strangle

Because you can’t

Do one

Without

The other.

This will never

Be enough.

I hope I can

Though

Maybe

Eventually

I will.

Stupid words.

You don’t mean a thing

But you’re my

Friends

(Great

I’m friends

With the English

Language)

So I love you

And love

To use you

Since that’s actually

What you’re for

Anyway.

Funny how

That works.