Schizophrenic: Mental Health, #3

By Sakari Lacross

I'm the darkest part of your bedroom 

Just wearing a white hoodie.

Halfway waiting for you to turn the lights on

I want you to see, that the lights can only be dimmed.

And tonight, I've already laid your clothes out

On the bed

 

You told me to Surprise you...

 

*Home Before You're Home ~ Sakari*

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sakari Lacross
• Release date: Mar 6, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393329909

Sakari Lacross

Michael Wayne Noland Jr, better known for his pen name Sakari Lacross, was born February 5th, 1994 in Cleveland Ohio. Spending most of his childhood being raised in Flint Michigan, Michael's mother moved him and his family to Arizona when he was 15. Even with his unstable background, Michael has been writing since he was nine years old, competing in his school's poetry contest and bimonthly writing events. Discovering all his true potential to write during his years he went to linden charter academy, Michael won his first local poetry contest at Sam Garcia Western Avenue Library, located in Avondale Arizona. Michael then published his first poetry collection, titled, PTSD. With so many more projects on the way, Michael has no plans of stopping his love for writing any time soon and encourages his readers to stick around for the rides to come.

Book preview

Feelings I Can’t Ignore

I thought about going on a better path

But every time I see you

I want your head

Wrapped him up

All black garbage bag

His heavy ass

Gets wrapped up

I don't have much feelings for him...

Family ties make things take longer

Because mama keeps asking us

To both let things go

Weak and old

I know he can't breathe

Without his blood pressure meds

He knows I couldn't breathe

When he used to assault my chest

Up until I was thirteen

I want his last breath, to be mine...

*Revenge Symptoms ~ Sakari*

This last heartbreak...

I didn't feel a thing.

An emotional bullet

To the chest.

Yet, I'm still alive.

I can feel it...

*Sakari*

I once was a disciple.

A Disciple of my father.

A Disciple of gratitude.

A Disciple of gratification.

A Disciple ready to graduate.

A Disciple of illegal actions.

Now...I'm merely a Disciple

Of pain.

*Paint Me Differently ~ Sakari*

So do I really get to hold you

Anytime soon?

In a hotel room.

Next to the coldest air conditioning.

Under the covers.

In the coldest of rooms...

*Another Saturday That Passes ~ Sakari*

How many other guys do you talk to?

I normally don't ask these things, but I'm starting to like you

Too much for me to feel secure

The last girl I felt this way about

Left me insecure

I won't go through your phone

So your answer matters.

How many other guys do you talk to

When you don't bother with me.

When I'm at work

And you're already extra happy

How many...

*If I'm Asking... ~ Sakari*

I linger around

In my own dreaming city

Wanting daylight

To not invade

My dreams.

I'm different here.

I made all things possible...

Here.

But does any of that matter

If you're never sleep, long enough

To dream...

*You Haven't Seen My Version Of Life ~ Sakari*

When I call Eric, he collects souls when I tell him to

When I call Eric, he's the baby out of my mother's kids, but the most vicious

When I call Eric, we're both antisocial, until a woman is involved

Twin evils, I use knives and brass knuckles, while Eric keeps a...