I hurt. Quick numb the pain numb the pain. Because there's nothing I can do to change. If only it were my fault. Numb it. Numb it. Powerless. You hurt, and you just have to hurt. SHUT UP! Numb the pain numb the pain I don't feel a thing, because what else do I do … Continue reading Victim
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We Manage Us
You make me queasy. You make me long to sleep the day away and never leave this quilted, padded hole, where no one can find me. You make me hurt. You make me dream of jamming screw drivers to my broken brain to dig out the part that malfunctions, no matter how necessary, so I … Continue reading We Manage Us
Tell Me I’m Alive
Tell me I am the amber gold of your fallen leaves, the ones not found and pressed between your pages. Tell me I am the winter fog reminding your lungs that there's such a thing as breathing under water. Tell me I am the green musk of your budding arms reaching to a warming sky; … Continue reading Tell Me I’m Alive
To Stop You
You make me tired. Maybe one day I'll get all you and you to stand still so I can breathe and figure out where my mind is kept. But for now, you are tearing aqua marine, a sky swallowing me, because I can't stop thinking, I can't get the trees to just stop and look at me. … Continue reading To Stop You
Author T.S. Lowe 