I feel everything
I feel nothing
All at once
It hits me
I
Am
Broken
Everything is a sham
I try and I try
And I cram my everything
Into doing nothing
Because I am not strong enough
I can hear them slam the doors in my head
Their voices yelling back and forth
About who’s fault I am
It is not them though
It’s me
It’s him
A blue tv
His hand over mine
I was a child
It’s me
Its him
A ride in a truck
His hand on my head
I was 17