It’s stuck on my shoulder

I don’t know, this chip.

Don’t touch it it hurts.

Don’t come near me I’m scared.

Such raw intent and clear emotion.

I want to hide and disappear in the wind

Lose all the solid and blow away.

I don’t want to be visible or seen anywhere.

I want the colours to blow away with me.

I don’t melt in the rain.

I’m not laughing.

My face feels too hot like I was crying but that was hours ago.

Out the window.

My eyes still burn from his name being burned in them.

Everything just feels empty and meaningless.

Without him I feel nothing.

It doesn’t matter it’s just me.

I agree.

I wasn’t your problem before I shouldn’t be now.

I tried so hard to not be a problem.

What was I thinking.

It’s too dark.

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