I've been really, really anxious lately.

Like, there's this giant knot

In my chest.

And I just keep tugging

And tugging

But it won't loosen.

It keeps getting tighter

Like a noose.

I can barely breathe.

My heart is pounding louder

Then my thoughts.

I don't know if I

Just can't hear them,

Or if they're not there

At all.

My old dance company,

It no longer exists.

To put it short,

They finally got their new name.

Elements.

Maybe that's what I feel.

Elements.

There's fire.

In my heart.

Anger, I guess.

A lust for movement;

For joy.

Waiting to be filled.

But at the same time,

I'm full of ice.

Shivering.

Like a rat in a storm drain.

Is that all I am?

I miss the Earth.

Being outside.

When I was a little kid,

Now, I'm sorry, this is gross.

When I was a little kid,

And I'm talking like one or two.

I used to be that kid

That would lick ants off of rocks.

Like one time,

And we have it on film.

One time it got so bad that

I had to take an outdoor shower.

My mom hosed me down

right in front of the big tree

outside my apartment.

Now I can't even listen to

The rain,

Without gagging.

The stench.

That terrible stench.

Worms are worse

then rotting corpses.

I can handle week-old roadkill

With the windows open.

But a summer storm

Will nauseate me.

I miss when I was a little kid,

And water made me happy.

I miss being happy.

Elements.

It's bittersweet.

Not like dark chocolate strawberries sweet.

Like, the world is crumbling at my feet,

but at least I have you sweet.

Like, you make the sourest moments

Into the brightest ray of sunshine.

There is nothing I love more than you.

There is no one I love more than you.

I had no idea that I would miss

dancing so much.

That I would miss

You so much.

I am trying to make friends.

I am.

I am trying to find a family.

But what's the point?

You. You are my family.

I feel like shit,

Thinking that I could ever replace you.

But what else can I do?

I can't go back.

I told myself I could.

I told you I could.

I told you I would.

But I lied.

I can't predict the future.

When I promised you,

My love, when I lied to you,

I thought nothing would change.

But you changed your name.

You moved away.

And I did too.

And now I don't have the courage

to face you again.

I said goodbye.

And maybe that was a mistake,

But it's too late for me to change my mind.

I can't turn back the clock.

Just like you can't turn back yours.

Without you,

I am so lonely.

I am so fucking lonely.

I miss your hugs.

And the smile they'd bring to me.

If I could wrap up those emotions,

And sell them by the bottle,

I'd be able to buy a plane ticket

And fly to you.

Just to get another hug in person.

If I could just get one text back.

A single text.

It would mean the world.

And you,

If you could stay off that phone

For one minute.

And talk to me instead of him,

Show me any ounce,

Of that empty, empty word.

Maybe I could try to find

Its meaning again.

I feel like a rectangular peg,

Shoving myself into a circular hole,

And I've tried to file myself down.

I've tried to fit.

But I am never going

To be a circle.

I've looked for things to replace you.

Other groups I can

shove my attention into.

They all just tighten the knots.

Each one grabs a piece of string,

Tugging every single direction,

Each wanting me to snap.

Maybe the world is just too

Dark for me to ever get

A good picture.

Maybe I haven't lived in one

Dark enough to turn it into light.

Maybe I'll never be good

Enough for poetry.

Just like I was never

good enough for you.

My picture wasn't good

Enough in the air,

So I tried taking one myself.

And I tried again.

And again.

And again.

They all seemed so nice.

But I don't even know their names.

I could never reach out to them.

Get to know them as I've known you.

I have never felt so alone

In my life.

In a room filled with people,

How could I be the only one there?

In an empty room,

How can so many eyes

Be staring at me?

Just waiting

For me to make another mistake.

To fuck up.

Again,

And again,

And again.

For I'm just a child,

Starving for attention.

And I've never even heard of this game.

I go to sleep every night,

Hoping, praying,

To wake up.

In my own bed.

My dog at my feet.

I want to go back to the studio.

I want to hug you all,

One by one.

Promise that I will never

Fall asleep again.

I want to wake up from this nightmare.

I want her to make us a beautiful dance.

I want to see her smile.

A coffee in hand,

Light radiating out of

Every atom in her body.

I want to forget again,

And be scared shitless

Of disappointing you.

I want to put all the hate

I have for myself onto you.

I want you to hate me,

So that I don't have to.

I want to go back to that

Purple dressing room.

With the masks on the walls.

When that room still had a sense of calm.

I want to sit down on the white bench,

And look at you atop the window.

I want to see your smile.

I miss tapping.

Being loud.

Making noise.

I want to make sound,

Without that sound

Being annoying.

Because after every

Word I say,

I want to claw out my

Vocal cords,

And never return.

I want to be silent again.

I want to see your face,

When I finally felt free.

I wish I could go back.

I wish I could say yes.

I wish I hadn't said goodbye.

I want to pull into that

Parking space.

Overlooking the pond.

I want to go back to that day,

Where I sat on a donkey.

And you on the branch.

And we laughed.

And we played.

Like little kids.

I miss the cheeseburgers

We ate at Culver's.

I miss exploring the theatre.

Hiding behind the door,

That we could never look inside,

And trying not to fall

Down that platform

Near the stairs.

Because we didn't shy

Away from fun

Just to avoid getting hurt.

I wish I could let myself get hurt.

I want to fight with my sister.

To prove to her that dance is more

A sport than soccer ever could be,

I want to sit in her room,

And pretend to care about whatever's

On the television,

Just so I can see her face.

And hear her voice.

And feel her presence.

I want to watch television

With Dad.

I want us to talk

About something other than science.

I want to go on a walk.

Look at the stars.

I wish you would have

taken me camping.

Because I was wrong.

I did want to go.

I do want to go.

I miss seeing all of you

At the benches

Before school started.

I miss my locker,

And how you would write me notes.

I miss you grabbing my phone every time

I looked away,

And filling up my storage

With useless videos

That I cannot stop watching.

I miss loving the people I'm with.

I miss happiness.

And it hurts.

Because I knew things would change,

I did.

But I didn't know

That nothing would be the same.

I just want something to be the same.