the purple dye in my hair
is fading

and i can't help but think
it's taking me with it

I
am sinking into the broth of a wealthy mans soup
she
says that mental illness is scary but doesn't seem to care when
i am being overtaken by chains pulling me
away
and you
say that i am yours but
spend more time with her everyday than
we have in the three years ive known you and
he
stares into my eyes searching but drowns in encryption
we
are trying to pull ourselves from this pit but
swimming through oil is making me break out and
it
is too hard to not give up or just look
away
from me

I lit my tongue
on fire and watched as it
burnt down like a wick sinking into the wax of its candle
flame danced in the reflection of my eyes
tears like fire hydrants
the flames licked my tongue and my tongue licked the flames
crisping up my insides i swallow my tongue
esophagus incineration
my voice unspoken
gummy whispers
tasteless lies

I move my vocal chords in the motions necessary to forgive you.