Killing myself is all I can think about
Shame amd embarrassment keeps me quiet...
I am scared of being
diminished...
You realize it’s been days
on canned soup, and...
Please tell me when it will stop...
they called
and asked...
I see you with him
He has control...
We are not a match
Yet whenever there's friction...
Everyone tells you to be positive
Little do they know you’re living in quicksand...
Routinely lark, though this day depth therein,
bemused as why the warbling fluter turned...
My mind swirls backwards
to a place where knees hugged my chin...
I'm sat beside my window looking at the rain...
Hopelessly...
Sweet silence:
you're the sound that never ends...