Elucidating Questions

My phone has become a beacon of all the people that don’t want to talk to me

Don’t want to deal with me

And I want to go back to sleep

Heh

I even felt that sick twinge of hope when I picked it up

Maybe someone said something to me

Another joke about me being hopeful

I want to go back to sleep

The name Briar Rose always felt right but maybe it’s right

Maybe I should just sleep until I die

God knows no one’s coming

I no longer want to engage in a world that doesn’t want me

Doesn’t accept me

Doesn’t see me

Doesn’t want to put up with me

I dream of him

My mind imagines we’re friends

It makes reality taste awful

Even repeating dreams where he is there are better than endless days alone

There’s always someone there in my dreams

I’d rather talk to a thousand faces that are just myself than speak to no one ever

I think I will go back to sleep

There is nothing to keep me here