It's late.                    /awake
             unbroken Moebius, (of
"look what you did)      "look what you said")   hated)hated)hated)
      
            i remember carrying on like nothing was   wrong   with me.
                                                                ­    they wouldn't meet
                   my eyes./
                                         I am
                                                            be­ing
                                                             ­                 carried
                                                         ­                                              away—
                                                              to­ that terrible world of my thoughts
, alone;
                                                          ­                                if i can survive this
circumspection,/evade reaching tendrils
                                                        ­                I may fade
                                                            ­                                            into black—