the cat knows
my tears better
than anyone at
12 am, she slithers
near me and watches
the sad teen cry his
eyes in a millions ways
doesn't understand that
the past keeps slipping
in his way. gnawing at his
appetite and chewing on his
brains. ******* hell,
i have been crying for
three days, and mother
calls and she's reminding
me of everything i shouldn't miss
this is the third night,
i've cried salty tears
and held my sobs in
sticking to my lungs
i **** the time and
fall asleep. wake up
next time.