we fought again
i can’t even count my toes and fingers
how many
how many times you reminded me
how worthless i am
i cried and lashed
and i lie down on the cold wooden boards
wondering why the planks of wood
are different colors
i remember shivering
but not caring how cold and alone
i had felt
i tried to memorize the grains
and i no longer felt the bite on my skin
it was free
warm
Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 10:12 PM UTC
we fought again
i can’t even count my toes and fingers
how many
how many times you reminded me
how worthless i am
i cried and lashed
and i lie down on the cold wooden boards
wondering why the planks of wood
are different colors
i remember shivering
but not caring how cold and alone
i had felt
i tried to memorize the grains
and i no longer felt the bite on my skin
it was free
warm
