Every second since the second
Has been the clock tolling with laughter at my expense
I don’t miss the optimism
I don’t miss the thinking something was about to happen
Change
Be good for once
I don’t miss the disappointment
I don’t miss
I miss you but it’s fleeting in moments
That I can’t grab hold of or the pain so I spend most days
Filling every moment of you with
Pointed disassociation
All of them
All of them
You should try it
Hermes says it’s great
The madness the madness the madness
Oh no you don’t
Funny that he’s happy this way.
Funny he’s complaining but he’s not actually wanting to be saved.
Funny that I tried.
It’s not fair that I stand here missing everything
I’m missing everything and
I suppose it’s just unfortunate
There’s nothing I can do and I’m no one
At least he’s happy being how it is so
At least he still has enough self to wish someone’s there
Or someone’s.not
Rather than simply endure their forever half existence in your life like a great idea you never said out loud that tries again slightly different every once in a while
Or all day every day
But it’s a game of catch
Or don’t catch on purpose
So I guess I dropped it
But I can’t stand this anymore
It hurts me to see you hurting but you’re hurting just fine over there and that’s totally fine with you as long as you can complain about it and I totally get that but I
There is nothing more maddening than watching or listening to someone hurting but being so incapable of helping
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