Zombified memories
Always come lurching back
Like a wobbly flung boomerang in perfect dark
That comes humming back in staggering quarks 
My mind is frozen 
Statuesque but chipped and marked
Another 4am suicide 
Not a literal death 
Just a former me perishes
My reflection is hanging 
With a Cheshire smile
A wide toothy grin
With its gums caked in dry blood and bile 
Silence laid silent 
By echoed calls of notebook paper being ripped apart
Miser words made wiser by cloak of the pen
Lashing with dutiful insults until happiness stumbles in
Every day happiness
Love
Dies and its surely by choice
For fear guarded memories do dampen with cloist
Love dies
happiness dies
by suicide
Hanging
Dangling
Enjoying the ride 

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~C.B.M