MEH

Colour

This is a cry for help. Put your hands up in the air if you don't believe in magic and yet fear it. Now put em down and fall down with them into the rabbit hole. Bring tea along with you, I'm waiting at the bottom. Lately I've been one of those versions of myself that doesn't mind burning a bridge but still wears a construction helmet because she wants to build ten times as many as she burns. I'm breathing fast but I'm not talking at all. Well, at least with my mouth I'm not. Eyelashes stuck to my hand. The mirror is never clean. I didn't intend to kill it, but I didn't do anything to save it either. It feels like I'm taking my tears in but not putting anything out into the air. There's no point of context because I've been throwing it around for too long. None of my commitments are committed and it's better if I misbehave. Connections are bad. All around the world. I think I might be allergic to dust and yes that's a metaphor for something I'll never tell you about. Maybe I will I don't know. Red skinned, chapped lips. Messy hair and a will to not. I thought this would be forced, surprisingly it just flowed. You told me it was a one time deal but you've committed to no commitments and I'm still here blasting the songs from two to three years ago. Then regretting it and making rules that I know I'll break soon. I'm throwing away the trees, they never hugged me back. Don't take anything to literally except the game with the orbs. That is some philosophical stuff. I've been talking to a snowflake, I don't bet it'll read this. And I'm just agreeing with people while disagreeing underneath because if I disagreed context would be necessary and that context is like a box that I keep carrying around and I wish " Because I said so" was a good enough answer. It's day two and there's no sign of the orange hoodie and I wanted it but apparently not enough and I can't wear it tomorrow either and orange hoodies are all I need to be honest. But forget the hoodies, I've been in bed all day. Except for when I wasn't in bed. That's the only time I wasn't in bed but like the other times I definitely was. Yeah. I'm a writer? Can you tell by the sentence structure? The colours don't mean much but what means much is the u in the word colour because with out that u colour is just color and that's just not for me. Your advice was outdated and the pain came a bit too early. I remember your bad memories from when we were acquaintances but you don't remember me from yesterday. I wanna disappear like you do but I can't get myself to. Buy me a hoodie will you? Send it to Glasgow. My home is on the cobblestones. Do you have questions? How about answers? Do you have anything in your pockets? Pity, I don't have any pockets. Just baggage. I'll see you.