Thinking about it feels like a flickering neon sign
Hearing your name sounds like screeching tires on asphalt
Or my voice saying ‘please don’t’ over and over again
I’m not quite sure because sometimes I wonder if I actually said anything at all
Someone once told me that if you say a word over and over again it loses its meaning
I want to ask you if you do that with the word no
Closing my eyes at night feels like a scraping my knees on the sidewalk
Because I’m afraid that I’ll dream of the person I thought you were
I guess you never really know a person but I always thought I knew myself
So I hide my treasure chest of misfortunes under eyeliner and cigarettes
And scrape the ashes out from underneath my eyes long enough to say ‘I’m fine’
I wonder if I say it enough if it will lose meaning
*k.b| wonder