let me lay here
and whisper soft words to myself
as old spirits travel across my room
dancing on the ceiling
flickering across my vision
they shout things i can’t hear
invisible to my eyes
invisible to my ears
let me fight back tears
and give up
let me wish
for things i’ll never have
let me hate everything
let me hate myself
let me harden
be indifferent
no more pain
the spirits prance across the ceiling
a show only for me