Wounds that never heal
Do I deserve this torture?
Whatever, I'm fine.

Before you said a word
I knew what every single one was.

Before you said his name
It was burning in the back of my head.

I thought I saw the future,
Our future,
But then I realized something dreadful:
I couldn't see anything.

In most cases, I am at fault.

Nothing can replace the emptiness,
Even companionship, friends.
Every moment growing larger,
Deepening the trench in my bones.

Leaving myself open to the chance,
Overstepping boundaries.
Vicious words, vicious thoughts,
Each letter breaks the wall down.

She is my oldest friend.
She likes to lean in and whisper
"Don't you wish to be like them?"
And I never say anything,
Because I know the answer,
And I do not like it.

There are those who succeed often,
There are those who succeed rarely,
And there are those
Who wish they were both,
Because success is just another word,
Not an experience.

Wrapped up in myself,
Skin tight.
I've made a mess of my life,
But I guess it's alright.

I've unraveled for so few;
Not worth it.
All those people,
Perfectly imperfect.

I've wrapped myself up
To keep it together.
But no matter how tight,
It doesn't feel better.