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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