Proven to be Indispensable

All I want,
baby,
can’t be held.
Don’t you see
everything that is great in this whole
fucking world is intangible?

Get me out of
here, this simple world, where
I
just can’t find
kind
love.

My inner being lives for
night time and whispers
or morning and yelling.
Promise to be with me,
quiet and
really
still.

Time has a way to slip
unbeknownst to all yet with a
violent
waiting wrath.

X-ray family eyes fill you to capacity with guilt
you sink into sorrow.
Zero room for argument.

*Each line of this mixed up poem corresponds to a letter of the alphabet. I’m bored with my writing and this was my solution!