Wide awake with my feelings intact
rather, they are sort of like a tac.
On the bottom of my feet,
forcing their way into my flesh with every step.
In fact my feelings are like a cage with tiny grates
that allow me to see everything, excluding the full picture.
I want to forget what it's like to feel, or care.
My sanity lies in a world where I am unattached,
but that is like moving a beach one grain of sand at a time.
When I recall your words, it is never quite in verbatim
always using my own language to sugar coat
or, more commonly, assume you the worst.
It is not what it is
it never is, we all know that