85; Unfamiliar Walls and Comforting Closet Claustrophobia
4-30-16
Everything is gray,
Everything dissipates.
These walls don't know me,
We're not yet on speaking terms.
I've gotta get comfortable with them, though.
For now, I sit in this closet,
A close space makes me claustrophobic
But it comforts me
And is there anything in my life that doesn't wage contradictory wars?
I see it all play out,
I'll pull at my hair,
I'll blast the music so loud
I don't hear a thing anymore,
I'll grab that blade, those pills.
They'll watch,
They'll see that im a monster,
My old walls were so much better.
These are clean and cigarette smoke free.
So I hide in this damn closet for these events scare me,
It's safe where it's dark,
And the emptiness is full of my breaths.
Oh but im so empty,
So hollow.
- (m.m)
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