Stains trail her fingers
like ghosts from fifteen Christmases ago  
Mom's brand new china plates at her feet
taunting her from beneath

She rubs mirrors clean
of herself, hoping to wipe her
gently disdained breath fogging up the
cracked windshield of a toppled car

There's seven shades of shame
Ten tints of timid inferiority
Fourteen flashes of frantic
Hundred hues of hurt

..
1. try not to think about it
2. you have it so much easier than so many people
3. You can't help me
4. so?
5. your taste in music is ****
6. I'm leaving
7. what pain do you have
8. it hurts Micah, the universe hurts
9. don't be so depressed all the time?
10. Don't you wish you had gone with her?
11. I can't sleep, I want to die
12. You sing horribly
13. you are paranoid and bitter
14. you are a bully
15. I'm leaving
16. you aren't worthy of being my son
17. there's no life in your art
18. this guy? he's such a loser
19. go to sleep
20. who does he think he is?
21. you don't know the difference between w and m?
22. He's a lost cause
23. You made her like this
24.You made her like this
25. I'm leaving
26. but why does he make them suffer so much?
27. People like him are the worst
28. I was his powerplay
29. you are not good enough
30. I grew up too fast, they made me
31. are you out of your so-called depression?
32. useless
33. She's gone micah, she's gone
34. you can never escape becoming your parents
35. I'm fine, don't worry
36. you can't dance for ****
37. I'm leaving
38. He fell
39. I sometimes wonder, is it my fault?

Do you see the wreckage I walked out of
Braced myself, Fire Flame, Crash landing.
And the smoke of death has reached my flared nostrils
What is the less poisonous of two fumes?
One reeks of death, sadness and inevitability
of blood, tears and the pain of living.
The other smells of green ignorance
anaesthesia.
Take my pain.

So I, I took the path well taken, for I
didn't have the courage to look
at the broken bone jutting from my shin
Dull me, Numb me, Let me waste away in bliss
This existence is my bane, my plane crash.