bring a bitter taste into your mouth / the taste of bile rises over your throat /  you know where this is heading / south, south, south /
and your heart pumps the sound of fragile—

— vulnerability

perfection is an idea engraved to every section of your being /

but there is nothing standing in the way anymore.

you are tired, so so so tired.

dreams are never for quitters / but everything in you life screams that giving up is better / it's so hard not be bitter —

when all that's left is an alienated feeling of guilt, love, betrayal.

you are / not / okay.

but you have hope / the pain will go away —

someday.