106 days now
its one of those days
i undress
take off everything that keeps me going
everything that
helps me mask
my self-esteem-shawl
my confidence-cardigan
my chirpy-socks
smiling moisturizer
coat of lies
warm lip balm
.
.
.
i take to all off
one by one
slowly
I sit on the floor
carpeted
no
i'll sit on the marbled floor
i'll on footprints today
as I suffer from decade-old faded footprints of others
no its not suffering
it is what the reality is
don't try and make it look like an exception!
it's normal
everything is normal
i'll let the heater burn me
simultaneously
as the cold floor takes away all my warmth
you cannot love me back to life
the tiny door-to-life in the kitchen
also vanished today
I am so cold ill be dead any minute
only if this damned heart
stops beating
the clothes wont be hung
to be used later
but
they'll be thrown in trash
ill melt into nothingness today
we don't
talk about it
but its there
always
it eats with us
and
sleeps with us
wakes before us
and haunts us
everywhere
in banks
and markets
parks
and restaurants
somedays
people throw it
right on our faces
so we are forced
to talk about it
and then we all suffer
calling it normal
there is a way out
please don't think i am
pessimistic
I'm not
there is a way
but the way is for
fighters only
and
i know
none of us
is a fighter
ill push everyone away
but you
and i worry for you
so much
because
i know
if u let me hold on to you
it might
suffocate you as well.
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