Elucidating Questions

The pain of uselessness

Brushing hair from my shoulder that isn’t there

Frozen toes

Whispering air breaking through the silent night

I wish you were here because I want to make it right.

Every time it goes wrong and you don’t know what to do I want to sit in the same room and be whatever you need to make it right

I don’t know why but it seems so silly to say outloud so it’s always going to be here

In this box of my heart.

Parts of it that I don’t show the real world because me seems too not welcome in these wripples

Of life

But it’s the thought of you hurting alone that hurts me

I don’t know if you like hurting alone but I hate hurting alone I want someone with me to just be

Maybe like an anchor

Maybe like just someone to say all the things I want to say with and hear that

What I’m saying is okay

Or something

Maybe there’s a solitary quality to your solitary hurting that I don’t understand

Maybe everything is fine and I’m the one reading it out loud.

I’m starting to fade into the night because I took them early because I didn’t want to be awake anymore but I would fight it if you needed me to.

If you need me

I’ll be here if you ever need me

Please call me if there’s anything I can do

To make it better.