Dear self,
Does liveliness exist?
‘Cause mine faded away.
Desolately my orbs gaze,
A knife dangles between my fingers,
A smile lingers lopsidedly;
A happy smile,
One that ogles the end in sight.
Do you know,
How much do I detest crowds?
Never are they noisy enough,
To shut up the horrific demons within.
Do you know?
I detest them,
Their care,
Their need to always accompany me,
Like a vase I’m treated,
Unbeknownst;
It’s them pushing me to the edge.
Dear self,
Tonight, I want to be egocentric;
To put an end to then pain within,
I want to be in control tonight,
So please let me.
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