Whispering just through the wall
Some words grasped
Others lost in the space between.
That name, blame, and denial...

Not everyone has a good memory
Not everyone tries to be the perfect student
Not everyone can dance
Not everyone can be happy
Not everyone can be free...

Words cut like glass shards
Digging deeper and deeper into the flesh
Rivers of crimson stream forth
Twisting in this skin; this mesh

- Jay M
March 22nd, 2019