I like pretending I'm infinite.
Nothing can touch me.
Nothing can stop me.
Nothing can hold me back.
I move through the clouds.
I connect the constellations with my bare hands.
The wonders don't stop.
The happiness doesn't stop.
Only the hurt.


-k.f

I stand before you

Bare, bold, naked

To hold a mirror

Against your hatred

She stares out the window
Dreaming of much
She dreams of a lover
Dreams of his touch

Outside it is sunny
All shades of blue
Inside she sees gray
She's stuck in the gloom

She dreams of a lover
Dreams everyday
The dreams of another
Can't keep thoughts away

She goes to her bedroom
Swallows the pills
No longer thinking of paying the bills

She drifts off to sleep
Mind losing it's conscious
She dreams of a lover
But it no longer makes her nauseous

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i wonder how long it’ll be
before you’re done with me.
even i’m tired of myself…