Having too many silent conversations with no one

Thinking no one could be someone who might help because s

Because someone doesn’t seem to be present

And it’s never what it seems but it’s a place to hide

A shelter regardless

But once you start it’s so hard to slow down

I know that’s what you said

When I came for you you were gone and I shouldn’t have left it but it’s so

Heavy

I wish for a moment to feel better and then it’s like

It’s too big

There you are I skipped past him to you and now burn it down

Times

Wait at the turn

Five hundred thousand ways to pull apart the handbook you left

And I don’t really see the point

What is self worth

Because

I don’t understand

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