Don't wake up,
Don't wake me up,
Don't drag me from the only place I feel nothing.
Sounding alarms, a wretched voice,
telling me I can't go back.
Weak bones push a barely functioning body up and onto bruised feet,
cracked back- I go through the motions
I pretend to eat
I dress in the slop in front of me
I look to the mirror and pretend to like what I see.
I drag myself to a car nearly as broken as I
and off to banality.
I hardly breath
I hardly speak
My mind is elsewhere,
a where they'll never find me.
Fatigue overhwelmes me,
I taste the need.-
It's already sixth period-
what happened to the day?
I don't remember,
it's rare that I do.
Long hours curled in a ball
hoping their eyes pass right over me.
I sleep walk through the day,
a ghost to all who glance.
I'm home again,
where no one has the chance to see me,
I hide behind usernames
and craddle their comments.
With no voice and an empty belly.
I mindlessly tap away at an electric screen.
It's not really me.
I turn my thoughts to things so strange
and much much older than me.
Wasting away the hours,
maybe the more fantasy I watch
I'll forget about where I really am.
It's 2am-
I no longer bother to try and sleep
I can shut my eyes
and wait all I want
still nothing but darkness
and a quiet house-
why is no one ever home?
Not that I care, of course,
I'll go to the dark but comforting
corner of Tumblr,
and wait.
4:30am
like clockwork
I sleep,
dream of dark things
much older than me,
and quietly beg to never wake up.
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 11:48 AM UTC
Don't wake up,
Don't wake me up,
Don't drag me from the only place I feel nothing.
Sounding alarms, a wretched voice,
telling me I can't go back.
Weak bones push a barely functioning body up and onto bruised feet,
cracked back- I go through the motions
I pretend to eat
I dress in the slop in front of me
I look to the mirror and pretend to like what I see.
I drag myself to a car nearly as broken as I
and off to banality.
I hardly breath
I hardly speak
My mind is elsewhere,
a where they'll never find me.
Fatigue overhwelmes me,
I taste the need.-
It's already sixth period-
what happened to the day?
I don't remember,
it's rare that I do.
Long hours curled in a ball
hoping their eyes pass right over me.
I sleep walk through the day,
a ghost to all who glance.
I'm home again,
where no one has the chance to see me,
I hide behind usernames
and craddle their comments.
With no voice and an empty belly.
I mindlessly tap away at an electric screen.
It's not really me.
I turn my thoughts to things so strange
and much much older than me.
Wasting away the hours,
maybe the more fantasy I watch
I'll forget about where I really am.
It's 2am-
I no longer bother to try and sleep
I can shut my eyes
and wait all I want
still nothing but darkness
and a quiet house-
why is no one ever home?
Not that I care, of course,
I'll go to the dark but comforting
corner of Tumblr,
and wait.
4:30am
like clockwork
I sleep,
dream of dark things
much older than me,
and quietly beg to never wake up.
School assignment.
