Hit the wall.
it caused me to fall.
breaking the cup i was holding in my hands.
i was ready to be called.

it hurt.
it caused me pain.
it hurt my heart.

time wiped away traces of it many years later.

brushed the wound against the wall.
i remembered the fear that made me fall.
the thing that made me miss the call.

"stop remembering...just forget..."
"stop remembering...just forget..."
"stop remembering...just forget..."
"stop remembering...how can i forget..."
"stop remembering...just forget...its not that easy to forget."

"me, just remember to forget next time..."


but...through all this...
no matter how many times you scratch on that wound,
just know, and remind yourself to remember,
that

I WOULD NEVER BACK DOWN.

i tilt the glass so
the water creeps to the edge
of the glass rim

Sometimes all I need
is my lion-print blanket,

ice in my coffee,

and isolation from my thoughts.

Sometimes I hurt myself,
Sometimes I cut myself,
Let the blood pour out,
Let the pain flourish,

Sometimes I burn my arm,
Blushing burns on my cold caucus,
Scaring it, every mark a ventilation,
Sometimes I hit my head
Smash it against the wall,
Still the demons remain,
And still I do not change,

Sometimes I imagine something new,
Sometimes I imagine ending it too,
You see all these terrible things I do,
It’s because Sometimes, I think of you.

But we all have bad habits.