It’s that I’m thirsty, but can’t afford to drink

It’s when I’m hungry, but don’t have any food and can’t afford to get more

It’s being stuck in pain and depression and being unable to fix that for myself

It’s like the only thing I can afford is shelter

If I never move,

Ever again

Somehow

Living in nothing

And I spend what I don’t have because for just a second

I pretend I can afford coffee

I pretend I can afford to play video games

And it’s not fair because I hate it

Hate money

I don’t want it but I need it to participate in this disgusting game in order to

Live?

Oh being disabled isn’t expensive except the $80 I spend to have a kind of functional heart a month

Eat?

Enjoy anything?

I wish I could exist without currency

In a place where needs are met

In a place where we take care of what we have around us

Our Mother

My Dear Sun

I’m sorry that place is somewhere you may not see

I pray it will be

Maybe it’s just somewhere I won’t see

Everyone acts like they’re struggling as much as I am

But they’re all sitting around expecting the government that created this in the first place to fix it

Oh but maybe, just maybe, if we put an alt right con in power he’ll do something!

Because conservatives have such a good track record for not being paid off by the people who are benefiting from this mess

Frankly I’m terrified but resigned

Nothing I can do about the clay dolls

Imagine someone as broken as me being able to do anything

Imagine me having a persona and being

Being something

If I could just stop all of this

Really they’re just animals

Being animals

Wouldn’t it be spectacular if they could shed the animal?

And stop this themselves

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