Southport El

Chicago, Break of Autumn, 2000
23 years old.
I stood alone on the platform, waiting for the train. It would be so easy, I thought.
To jump. To just fall.
The desire to do so was overwhelming.
I’d probably never feel a thing. My body was so numb anyway.
But I knew nobody’d believe I fell.
Except the people who wouldn’t allow [...]

September 5, 2008
Categories: Bipolars, Flashbacks . . Author: fancylori . Comments: 4 Comments

Help

I don’t deserve all the help, I would think. My punishment for being this way should be to have to wiggle out of it on my own.

September 5, 2008
Categories: Bipolars, Flashbacks . . Author: fancylori . Comments: 2 Comments

Spool

Lead me along
And I’ll let you
Following closely behind
In your white button shirt
And my blue circle skirt
With a cool spool of thread
To unwind

September 5, 2008
Categories: Flashbacks, Pomes . . Author: fancylori . Comments: 3 Comments