-Who Buries the Grave Digger?-

i’m tasked with stopping the earth from turning on its axis
it’s quite a lofty feat, but i’ve had years of practice
behind my poker face is an indescribable madness

over complication
hyperventilation

i give in, falling from grace
i give out, flat on my face
i give up, beyond repair
break me down

an exorcism from within seeping out from every pore
the heart has suffered enough, but the brain demands more
i’ve been cancerous for decades, what am i living for?

over complication 
discombobulation
claustrophobic tension
hollow intervention 

i give in, falling from grace
i give out, all hope displaced
i give up, cruel and unfair
break me

judge, jury, and executioner
deader than alive
going through the motions
angels and devils are just opposite sides
of the same coin
call it in the air
how did i go from a grave digger
to buried alive?
beneath this commotion
a voice muffled down to a fragile whimper
‘can this be salvaged?
can i be spared?’

over complication
disassociation 
every shard escapes me
simultaneously

i give in, falling from grace
i give out, flat on my face
I
GIVE
UP

beyond repair
break me down
cruel and unfair
breaking down
i don’t care
broken.

The idea i had from the beginning was to make a book woth three specific chapters. the first one being ‘who buries the grave digger?’. but i think that idea has really kept me from finshing the book entirely, even though i feel i have more than enough material for it. letting that go, now i feel like i can finally finish it.

Reading over the piece about a dozen times, in the end i couldn’t think of a better title that the one i ended up with over a decade ago when this journey first started. i think i can safely say that this journey is reaching its end. time to trim the fat and come up with a final list of about 65-80 pieces for this and start the publishing process. a HUGE thank you for all of you that have inspired me, critiqued me, and motivated me throughout the past decade of my life and this project.