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Be well, Adam!

My demons: Death rattles my brain. 

Their call remains:

"Click, Click, BOOM."

Hopelessly roam the noise not sucking.

You can run, but you can't hide.

Apparently, I must change.

Broken inside I down reasons because to understand my people,  I must understand myself.

Or,  No. I  just want to improve on a new day.

Help cold morning, warm me so I can sleep.

Aging together towards melancholy. 

The air conditioner!

This winter fails to comfort.

Make tomorrow.

No way the end is irritating

Insomnia has me, walking by myself.

 I want to be sung to. 

 Help is my alley for the living 

To be anywhere, there is television as background exhaust.

     Acts of Charity,    that - Serenity

Too long

   cause!

But I know the want to abandon...gone.

Help them.  Books amid the humid shadow of loneliness,

The morning to be forever awaiting a delightful change in part.

Look for learned faces in the house. 

To be Unplugged?

Until I have with me

Free cares.

I don't go at relationships, but here,

My desire is the sound of the city,

of overgrown redbrick and the dead. 

The weather to be; an enormous free fall.

a fall inspired by cause- the pain a parachute, 

God help me! What’s here to break the pain?