Howling at the wall, been ingesting tiny flakes of paint for way too long. Still can’t see anything at all and I’m not at home, not here. I’m not at home here. Solid bones won’t hold. They feed the blight, spouting mold. A cat clawed tongue, a still hushed hum, a language all its own. While I’m burning up alone, whirring thoughts still shake my bones, but I think I’m fine alone. If only you would stay the night. If only you’d stop wasting all my time. If only I could learn to be happy I’m alive, then maybe I’ll be fine.
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