what do you do when your worst fears are realized when the words you’ve dreaded hearing have been spoken where will you go now that

the ground begins to tremble with the power of her anger the choices

I sit amongst a group of people not saying a word they do not

I don’t have any words left to write so why do I even bother trying I have felt so

when i came here i was hoping people would stay out of my life now they’re screwing

maybe it’s all in my head that the world is really this crue… perhaps they are right that I need to let go but i can’t make myself do it

i sit up high upon a wall and that’s when people see me They don’t say

i hear people talk all day but they don’t know the words they say It’s like being on auto pilot same routine

i’m tired of being broken then put back together i’ve been broken

Plip, plop the blood drops Tick, tock goes the clock Ding, dong