how many times can I read and feel nothing? good for you.

bursting out of my brain

stopped up capped in my my cerebellum

can’t think-

I think I think I thought I thought

I don’t

talking

barely breathing on the line of a 2D strip of pen

laying on

just a mere stick

stick figure

stuck

as a 2D figure

a plane I – I try to crack

instead

I do

I don’t

I said okay

do what you want

everything is real and serious

and everything is fake, means nothing

to me

to me?

I cry and punch a hole in my window

crack the glass

i’m on top of that

says no one

I’m trapped in my body

stuck

a tool for the using for the taking

i’m so alone.

I didn’t know lonely until now