congratulations,
you are unloved;
undissolved in a world you
watch through glass.
and once again,
you are nine; in the bathroom,
on that floor, as
the blue tiled walls reflect,
and replay
over and over and
over,
and
you wish that
you never truly woke up, from
the strange mix of dream
and reality you
succumbed to long ago,
like a princess, at
rest;
wrapped in thorns
maybe
you'd never have had to pack
that sleepover bag every time
he made you cry,
.
leak
even as the tv still played
cartoons, snot still
ran, and you still
bled (and left).
Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 6:19 PM UTC
congratulations,
you are unloved;
undissolved in a world you
watch through glass.
and once again,
you are nine; in the bathroom,
on that floor, as
the blue tiled walls reflect,
and replay
over and over and
over,
and
you wish that
you never truly woke up, from
the strange mix of dream
and reality you
succumbed to long ago,
like a princess, at
rest;
wrapped in thorns
maybe
you'd never have had to pack
that sleepover bag every time
he made you cry,
.
leak
even as the tv still played
cartoons, snot still
ran, and you still
bled (and left).
