arms clasped around your knees
while your eyes overflow with dysphoria
and spilling those things called tears.
you begin to wonder when the walls started to tower over you
while kept under those warm things called blankets,
the only things that kept you warm
while your heart was frozen in time that had elapsed
these towering walls
seem to be looking down upon me
and they tell me I am enervated
as I am limp under those blankets,
the only things that are competent to providing me warmth,
as my heart cannot.
Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 9:28 PM UTC
arms clasped around your knees
while your eyes overflow with dysphoria
and spilling those things called tears.
you begin to wonder when the walls started to tower over you
while kept under those warm things called blankets,
the only things that kept you warm
while your heart was frozen in time that had elapsed
these towering walls
seem to be looking down upon me
and they tell me I am enervated
as I am limp under those blankets,
the only things that are competent to providing me warmth,
as my heart cannot.
