Shoulders hunched
Neck tight
And that whiplash is flaring up again
Because I can’t think or at least not straight
Just crooked
You left me
But it’s not like I should be surprised
Pretty sure I’m just leavable
There’s higher heights to be reached, after all
Girls who know what it is to be alive
This isn’t living
Or at least I hope not
Please God don’t make me do THIS eternally
You may call it heaven
But that’s how I imagine hell
Not all of it, I mean
Just the part where you do something only for it to be undone
Or you love someone, only to have them walk away
Or you hurt for someone, and there’s nothing you can do
Or you do something, and you don’t know why
Or at least you don’t think to ask… why?
They say what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
But maybe it’s just killing you slower
Than you ever thought possible
Insidious tears in the fabric of your being
Allowing life to drip out without your awareness
Look
Don’t think
Look
Now think
What did you see?
Was that who you are or who you were?
Was that who you wanted to be?
Do you look the same from the inside as the outside?
Exhaustion
That’s what I see
And for what?
I don’t know
No time to think
And yet no time not to