Tomorrow Comes...

Sleep deprivation from the devastation of the realness relived in unconsciousness... The revisitation of what once was here, but no longer possessing the ability to be felt... The sun rises again and birds chirp, alarms sound, cars pass, clouds float and the breeze blows peacefully... Calming in a sense, but not soothing, cruel and harsh in a way... Times still ticks and deadlines still have to be met... So suppression becomes prevalent and you try and find the groove that was interrupted.... Acceptance is the lesson.... Never forgetting is the comprehension.... Life goes on, I love you....

Sincerely Professor P. Ain

Unpredictable occurrences, that lump in your throat, seemingly blocked airways, blurred vision, uneasy stomach, no reason to smile, easily aggravated, overblown snippets..... You attack with an overwhelming stench of helplessness and guilt... You deceive, create a facade of self imprisonment... Manifest questions of doubt and what ifs.... You gorge your students at their weakest point, exploit the inconsistencies and bring out the worst in them... You linger around and when they forget you, you remind them of your  power and ability to take theirs away... You never quit punching, scratching, biting, clawing or chasing.... You make sure you're studied and understood... But the harshest lesson you teach is that without what you've done we wouldn't know strength.... Appreciation for your doctrine is a rarity because of your callus methods and misconstrued mannerisms... Graduation from your institution and receipt of degrees and diplomas are few and far between because of a high dropout(quit) rate... But for advancement we need you... I did, she will and so will he... Thank you.. 

Deeper than the first chapter...

BITCH! "Fuck you!"...... Naw it's never that easy... Well the path used often is.... Fabricate excuses, beat on famished walls that were built on a false ground foundation... Sweep it under the rug and ignore the lumps... Hatred pimples, lie bumps, substandard attempts at love often fail... But who's try is it anyway? Wax-full ears, astigmatisms, tart tongues highlight the communication... I've never been her(e), yes you have just acknowledge your fantasy(world)... "where's my facade?".... "I can't be seen like this!".... True vision binoculars from afar, dissection, assessment-tation, assuming-tation then reciprocation... What is confusion? How do you rewind? This game doesn't give mulligans? Is it a game? "Don't tangle my thoughts!!!" lemme predict where we will go! No struggle or issues will arrive and survive... Impenetrable forces of nature we will never divide... What they say is a misnomer to be placed in the folder entitled "null and void".... Understand?