It was a cold winters night,
A night like every other...
I get it,
You don't like me...
The house is mute,
steeped with exasperation...
When I focus mentally
On everything...
I’m sitting in front of his house
It’s been 6 years from that night...
Your tread of love upon my heart brings light
Though hard you fight to make me feel alright...
I feel nervous at first
as there is only blackness...
Im triggered today by everything
I don’t know how long it will stay...
Pink and spotted, I’m vibrant but childish
I see the same bed, whether it be made or a mess...
What good am I if I’m just flesh and bone,
When I scare away everyone that’s mattered...
You shine so bright I'm feeling sunburnt/
Those things are nice, must bring you comfort...
The ride back
home was silent...