Is it something that I know or thoughts from elsewhere?
Im falling farther, farther, farther. Where am I?
It’s 2008, again. Looking in from a grainy lens, it’s real.
Why when the pixels align it’s so blurry?

I’m going insane. That same little girl couldn’t relate
To this- to me. Who is me? Is it her or something else,
A festering monster swept in by harrowing riptides?
This is it. Sewage for brains, trash bags for lungs.
She couldn’t relate to this.

I’m here. I am. Am I?
It’s nothing. It’s everything.
Where are you? Spinning with everyone else.
Spinning, spinning, spinning
Around the cosmos.
It’s nothing. It’s everything.
Take. Give. Stay in place.
A nihilistic mural to a golden globe.
so rare, so expensive, so lusted.
The dog found some in the backyard.
It’s nothing. It’s everything.
I’m here...

I feel gross. Do you feel it to?
Organs melting, disintegrating,
Slopping out of my nose, mouth, pores.
Bubbling goo at my feet. Im empty.
Im not. Im a million things, but there’s only one.
Decay. Withering. Its starting, as my fingers
Turn to ash, falling like snow to trampled guts.
Im empty. Im not.

It’s the same. these words, lines, feelings.
Why do you stay? Why are you here?
Insignificance reeks from my bones.
Can you feel it, clouding around 26 letters?

The terminator called. They’re still here.
Still crawling. Still digging. Still spinning webs.
They’ll never leave me. But will they spread
To you? What good are my words then?

Am I helping or fanning the flames?
If one is hurt. One is lost. Is this pointless?
Im running to the edge of the galaxies.
To the edge of existence. Who’s waiting?

its scary, terrifying, the ceiling looking down,
leaking that moldy liquid, acid on my tongue.
***** carpet morphs, warps around my limbs.
im dying. what's the point of breathing? im dying.
five minutes, five months, five years. where? when?
take me now.

let me crawl
away to my hole
and hide until
the galaxies reflect
off my translucent skin

my eyes are burning,
crystallizing.
let me drift away.

what's true? do you feel anymore?
we're so disconnected. you scrolled the year away.
the planet is burning. people are dying.
do you even feel?