A door, whether open or not
means knock.
but you find it amusing to barge in
any time you feel fit.
now theyre broken. all the doors i had are worthless.
just
like
me.

ive stared at my celing so many times
and still, i dont know what it looks like.
tears blur vision like alcohol
but they dont seem to stop the pain.
addicting though, like a drug.
maybe
i'll
overdose.


everything i want you to know is written between the lines.
too bad you're all illiterate.
you shouldnt have to ask. i shouldnt have to tell you.
dont bother to question whats wrong
if you dont want to believe the answer.
I
don't
lie.

you invade my space without a step.
but any step would be a welcomed one, i only wish you knew.
your voice is music, but it hurts my ears to listen.
hope spreads like disease to all my vital organs
taking my blood and killing my brain.
breaking
my
heart.

theres
so
much
i
wish
you
knew.
b ut
i
cant
tell
you

.Please Excuse My Failures.
 
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