no, Jessie... you do care.
Silence screams in my face
as windows shatter
within me
cutting into my
limbs
bones
muscles
and pattern begins to erase me
and laugh in my face
as i fall again
back into sameness
back into apathy
back into salt water
streaming from my eyes
mocking me
burning me
drowning me
but i wonder if this time i am changed
am i new? am i different somehow?
arguments arise from this
yet not a word comes out
and i sit here questioning how i got here
and why i care
(all the while knowing i'm okay with who i am)
1 comment:
dang. i just realized how intense this is.
wow =] kinda scary, eh?
anywho...
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