i felt like
something was wrong recently
no, that's not right
i know something's been wrong recently
whether it's my detached, fragmented sense of self
or the inability to feel any care anymore.
the other day, i realised just how much
words mean to me
i wish i could perceive myself with an outside eye.
i-
i don't really know. sorry.
i just need to stop feeling bad for myself.
no. no, i'm fine. i'm okay.
it's just that (the weight of the world feels like it's crushing me)-
i have a lot to think about.
everyone who's dead wears the same expression
it's the same stillness of unnaturalism
the stifling, suffocating feeling of being kept in a box
a glorified box
that's all it is
goddamnit
it's me watching for the rise and fall of breath everytime i see them
but now it doesn't come
and because they put makeup on the dead
you don't even look like yourself. i hate it.
i hate having to see you there
i hate that this happens
i hate that i lost both of you in just under two years (even if maybe, i expected it
but god was it rough because you both lived
almost, if not a 100 years
it felt like you would live forever)
20 months on and i am a different person
but i am just as bitter and struggling with myself, even if in different ways
i haven't known what to do lately. in a way you gave me direction
but now i feel like everything's been uprooted and
like i have no sense of security or groundedness in this corner of the world
looking at the six of them, i thought
now these children are left without their parents
and they only have each other
all technically orphans, now
although we never think of people as orphans when they've grown to be adults and are no longer children
we just say, "oh your parents passed, it's natural"
but they become orphans then. don't they?
was it more fortunate that i knew you
YOU ARE READING
[▶] for safekeeping.
Randoma collection of thoughts, musings, all the words I can never really say. placed here, in the palms of my youth. for safekeeping.