Elucidating Questions

Ah, this worry

Like my heart feels as though it is beating through molasses

There is no way to know

And I am terrified

Surely, surely, I’m over reading it and it’s not like that

God

My life is a farce

Why

That is my rage speaking

Oh how I want to lash out at people for thinking this is acceptable

That my life is acceptable

Of course when the rage is stifled

Tears fall because it hurts so much to not be able to just scream at everyone

I want to be someone

Make some difference

No more of this stupid arguing with randos on Facebook

Who tell me over and over to accept my lot in life and be fine with it

This is my role?

It’s the moment I started crying

And the music changes

To a familiar voice saying

There’s no need to cry anymore, you’re okay, look up at the sky, my sweetest love

And of course there’s a burning ball of fire showing through the clouds

These strange contextual things

I told him he wasn’t to come out because it’s a rainy day and it appears he listened but he was always visible through the clouds

I can show him how tired I am for a moment

Rushing always when the tears fall

Something comes along

This place

Pushes me and pushes me and then says

Don’t cry

queer things indeed

There’s so much going on

I’ve had this constant headache

And he’s silent

And of course he is

But the worry

I have to continue on

I will not lie down and take the abuse of this society

The ways they explain how the world is awful and are okay with it

A sick society

Oh for the love of god

Please be okay

Can I please pick a problem