Relax they say. Relax as each month brings you closer to zero. Relax as you get prodded and poked. Relax as your life consists of announcements, showers, and parties. Relax as people ask you why you don't have the very thing you yearn for. Relax as...

I’m at war. At war with myself. Knowing I need to stay positive but not feeling positive. My mind tells my body one thing and my body tells my mind another. Put down the ammunition. I’m tired.

Painful loneliness, my mind is like a prison, craving connection.

My first poem.