we came naked into this world,
the cold and darkness
rushing over our delicate skin.

without thought,
we packed on layer
after layer,
our minds and bodies not seeming
to be enough.

we ate the words
and swallowed what we saw.

hour after hour,
day after day,
year after year.

we pretend there isn't an end.

forgetting
it's a cycle of
nothing to nothing.


so we put a name on it.