i have cried every night since i was here
brick walls do not feel like home
but when will i know what a home is
when trauma is my unbearable roommate?
a sliver of attention lives rent free in my head
and it holds itself as the joy in my heart
create a bully in the form of friendship
i know there’s no love
but pretend they feel mutual
it’ll help in the morning to forget it
when i starve yourself to feel ribs again
perhaps something can get through to you
maybe the brain starts to grow up
you can run away as often as you want
call a new place your home
pretend no one can find you
but fear holds you hostage
acceptance is something you don’t receive
get over yourself
this is only closer to the end for you