Upside down 

H.M. Nolan

There’s an up side

to this down, perhaps

I twist my head around

so my chin is to the sky

my crown to the ground

I still seek your words sometimes

before breakfast

Just to torture myself

because why not?

And I lament to myself

over my cold coffee

Will I never know you again?

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Self destruction 

H.M. Nolan

Everything is ugly
You make me believe I’m the sick one
(Maybe I am)

You tell me how I feel

(Or don’t feel)

After all these years you don’t know me at all

(Or maybe I don’t know myself )

I feel that way sometimes

A stranger to myself

The scorpion kisses me with it’s fire

I lose all my desire for anything

But self destruction

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