I'm still
sitting
dying quietly
Ive gotten a roommate
friendly enough
he says his name is Tyler,just checked in.
i don't know if I like his companionship
better not be a Fboy
oh great he mumbles
my thoughts are jumbled
wait no he's singing
my ears are ringing
I begin to write on another napkin
Oh dear I'm insane
my brain
the pain
won't stop I want to drop
27 stories down from the rooftop
smash splatter dead on the ground
id be found
toungtied and terrified you'd stare
at me lying there
my smile long dead
has reappeared again
blood in my hair smile on my face you'd stare
at me lying there
I look up out the window
folding the folding the napkin filled with tears and rips
a piece of my brain,thoughts in my head
"hey"he says walking to the window stopping at my side
"hi" I reply only being polite
human decency
"what's your name" he persists to ask me questions
"Naomi" I whisper
"nice name"
"Thanks...nice tattoos"
"thanks"
Now intrigued I continue to ask
"so you sing"
he blushed
"yea,I'm in a band"
silence
dead silence
lucky silence
Why can't I be dead
