I used to think everyone around me
Was rising
Over time, it seems more likely that
I'm just falling
It looks the same,
But it isn't.
He keeps following **** stars
On Twitter
And messaging lonely girls
On Facebook
Telling me that I'm stupid
That I'm crazy
That I'm lost
And he's right
But that doesn't change
The agony of sharp words
As I swallow them
His eyes once were a light brown;
Pools of swirled honey in the sunlight
Now there's two black holes
Cut from his skull
That he sees out of
And he doesnt really look at me,
Just toward me,
As if pretending
To notice me
I used to laugh so hard
I'd notice a sharp
Aching in my jaw
When I climbed into bed
At night
Now there is no ache
Just that feeling of falling
Over a ledge,
Grasping at rocks
Trying not to get lost
In the void growing deeper
Every night
I always feel like I'm circling
Around and around
This space where the Earth ends
And drops into nothing
I am so close to slipping
There is a sinking in my gut
As the tips of my toes
Teeter over the edge
But I just keep circling
Around and around
Hoping for a route out
Without plunging blindly
Into the dark
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 11:02 PM UTC
I used to think everyone around me
Was rising
Over time, it seems more likely that
I'm just falling
It looks the same,
But it isn't.
He keeps following **** stars
On Twitter
And messaging lonely girls
On Facebook
Telling me that I'm stupid
That I'm crazy
That I'm lost
And he's right
But that doesn't change
The agony of sharp words
As I swallow them
His eyes once were a light brown;
Pools of swirled honey in the sunlight
Now there's two black holes
Cut from his skull
That he sees out of
And he doesnt really look at me,
Just toward me,
As if pretending
To notice me
I used to laugh so hard
I'd notice a sharp
Aching in my jaw
When I climbed into bed
At night
Now there is no ache
Just that feeling of falling
Over a ledge,
Grasping at rocks
Trying not to get lost
In the void growing deeper
Every night
I always feel like I'm circling
Around and around
This space where the Earth ends
And drops into nothing
I am so close to slipping
There is a sinking in my gut
As the tips of my toes
Teeter over the edge
But I just keep circling
Around and around
Hoping for a route out
Without plunging blindly
Into the dark
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