A friend the other
day
told me a story
of a cousin-neighbor-friend
some kid
who saw a kid get bullied on the
TV
and he told his
grandmother the story
as if the memory was his own
and she
freaked
out and called the school
raving/yelling until
she found out that the story
wasn't her grandson's at all
just a fabrication
in a blank space
his mind thought a
memory
should be and
a friend the other
day
told me that last week she cut
lines into her
self
because she needed to feel anything
and I didn't
freak
out because I understand
that we need to feel
pain
and we need to remember
pain
and you can try to ****
the feeling out the feeling
that too much is easy and
you are weak
because of it
or
you can
fabricate
pain
in a way that let's you
tell yourself you deserve all of the
love you crave so severely