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listen, listen, listen. please listen to me. let me speak. i have to get something off my chest. it's been weighing me down. i can't breathe. i can't breathe either you say. fuck, i see where this is going. here we go again. fine. what's wrong with you i ask. i listen. god, i listen all the fucking time. i stare at you, watching the hollow words tumble from your grey lips. i wonder how soulless one can be. you talk and you talk. god, you talk so fucking much. finally, you shut up. it's my turn now, let me have this moment. i begin, i've been feeling so exhausted. death looks so appealing. i agree you say. please, don't interfere. just listen for once, i don't say. i keep it to myself, i always fucking keep it to myself. maybe i should stop doing that. i've tried killing myself yesterday, i say. really, i did that too a while ago but i think it was just a phase you say. for fuck's sake. my death wishes should not be your aesthetic. it's not cute, it corrodes my existence from within. my glare shuts you up, fuck. why did i look at you like that i think. fuck. i feel so guilty. now that starts gnarling at my chest. let me choose me for once, just for these five minutes. i force myself to continue. perhaps it will make me feel less like absolute shit. i admit i'm a little obsessed. i'm so worried about him, god i'm so worried. i'm worried about him too you say. but we're from different worlds, speaking of different hims. why do you have to speak after every single one of my sentences i wonder. let me finish please. please shut up. please shut the fuck up. you're weighing on my already sunken chest. you manage to tire the already exhausted. you make me want to stop breathing. shut up, shut up, shut up. please shut up. i'm a terrible human being aren't i, i think. fine, i'll shut up. i'll always shut up. spill and rant my dearest, how can i help you, i say. how can i make you feel better?
