you stand there
not making a noise
because
who wouldn't?
who wouldn't want to cover up a failure like this?
i am my own god you say
as the cackling fire strives your leg and doesn't leave a mark
i am my own god
the boy from next door says 3 hours before you wake
because
well
it's always been like that
everything you throw into deep water will drown at some point
you don't seem to understand that
these are the small instances of death and decay,
this is death foreshadowing his arrival
this is just how the story goes
don't believe you have too much say in the plot
we've all been there
i'm starting to think that death will be my panacea
i'm starting to think
that i was right all along
the cashier has nothing in store for you today, except for his time and your change
you skip through the isles because
it could be anywhere
don't call the police
the s in groceries stands for stop wasting your time
is this where you question your sanity,
is this where you always claim to lose your mind?
as long as your orange juice doesn't talk back at you, you shouldn't have to worry
i'm sorry to break it to you
but it really doesn't work like that
is this where you are desperate for my opinion?
it's your own addiciton that you blame on me
and that's pretty much it
this is no such story where you find hope in the places you would never search
there's not a spark of hope in these pages
you come too close and i run
that's all there is to it
