Today has been so heavy
I’m sinking into the substrate
Of everything gone wrong.
Colliding into emptiness.
And,
I’m nostalgic
For somewhere
I’ve never been.
Some kinda fairy tale
To fall into.
I am
Always,
Present and prescient,
All too aware
Of where I’m supposed to be
Compared to where
I am.
Wistfully wishing you weren’t
So far away and I was
More human
Than this gutter
I passed out in.








hello dearest Nolan the secret is there is no fairy tale life that insidious feeling you have will find you disappointed even in the best places our problems find us…I’m not trying to be a downer but it’s true great write ❤️