It’s unsettling,
How you’ve left off haunting my dreams
To visit me in waking hours, too.
How am I supposed to have any
Relief?
You’ve made me frozen,
Dumb but not the mercy
Of numbness. I can feel your nails
Dig and burrow in my skin.
How can I continue to explain
The bruises upon my waking and
The tears on my face
And the screams half stopped in my throat?
People already think
I’m crazy.
You’re just
A dream.
Why can’t I wake up?
If my death is what it takes,
I swear I’m almost there
If that’s your
Intent, then please,
Continue.
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