I didn't sleep well last night.. noise from the tv in the other room with it's fake laughter, mocking me and my mind that wouldn't rest...
As I walked home today I saw an Autumn leaf....just floating along the path...I wanted to be that Autumn leaf.. moving where the wind decided to pick it up and make it dance without regret to where it was going... and my heart, it did dance, but it was pushing against my ribs in attempt to be free from its want.
I'd been in the pool earlier on in the evening, swimming, swimming.... trying to wash away that feeling that surrounded me... grabbing at me, just missing so as not to leave fatal wounds but close enough to leave scratch marks on my body as a warning...I floated around on my back for awhile staring at the white ceiling at its cracks and peeling paint, hoping to clear my head of it's worries and mess...
The water floated over me as I let myself sink under and everything was quiet, peaceful. As I resurfaced I kept a little of that solace with me... but it didn't last long.
In bed I felt as if ropes were bound around each wrist and and they are pulling me in opposite directions... leaving their marks... hoping to drag me away into each their own suffocating vortex.
Sleep found me eventually... and then before long it was morning... the bands still as tight, and I was losing feeling... and could no longer differ light from the dark....the truth from the lie...
Has anyone a knife....
