sound waves

I’ve stopped seeking help

no psychiatrist, no pill could change the way things are

so they leave a message after the tone——

“hi august, it looks like I missed you today and need to get you rescheduled.”

and every time she calls again

it never feels like she’s giving up

is it honest if I’m the problem

or solution

or escape room?

admittance takes real strength

but i’m choosing the coward

ignoring bite marks on the skin of a rotten apple

I know they were responsible

They just don’t believe me yet

If there’s a God

Why hasn’t he told them?

I keep lying to myself

Imitating and disrupting heaven

through sound waves; I carry on energies

through a medium

I am the vessel

or you can call it what you want

as long as you keep calling