sinister threatening clouds spoil my day. i walk in a bubble, outside of me there is love floating around but here in my bubble it stinks like old rotten fish.
i feel sick and want to throw up.
i want to feel something but i don't, despite the disgust i feel when i look up.
you walk by and smile and i know it s not for me. it never is unless there is a smile inside of me that is actually able to respond to yours.
please, could you hang your smile way up there somewhere and let it hang there until it dies a natural death?
I could bury it alongside mine...
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