Leaving the Soup
I am leaving the soup. I can not stand this any longer. I write. I spill. Like ink onto paper. The bottle knocked over. My heart thrashes. An animal inside it's cage. and Here I would unleash. Able to spill from my heart directly. onto an electronic "sheet". I wrote. I willed. I can not stand this let down. Again and again. It wasn't always like this. Everything was safe. It would be posted. And if you pressed back. there it still existed. But no longer. no. now you break my heart. my masterpiece. my soul. embedded into words. and what do you do. you careless site. gone to hell. for someone must not know how to run you right. gone. its gone. and now I must go. for this let down. this let down. I can not let go. Maybe if you were as you once were. my words would be safe. but they are no longer. Goodbye, and good riddiance to this heart break.
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