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the a.m. sings me lullabies. the kitchen tile cold against my hips to calm the
Hellfire. this is the only place that doesn't feel so suffocating. so familiar
i am becoming child again. my knees a rocking horse beneath me. quivering lip
and body too small.the only differences I do not fear the darkness. it is wrapped
around me like a life preserver blocking out everything. the sound waves that
throw me like a rag doll. I am blank. I am drowning. I need this
quiet to heal myself. to calm my bones. they are screaming. my ribcage a
revolution, a mousetrap tightening around my heart. right now
lonesome is a kind word. I crave this hush the pause of the world. it is the only
way I can carve away the rot. slow the decay. be necromancer. and in the light be
more than body
you