It’s starts like a slow hum
But then a feeling overwhelms you and the
feels more like a sickness in your stomach
and the synapses in your brain begin firing rapidly
electricly like a
zzzzst zzzzst zzzzst
You know something is happening,
but, you didn’t leave anything behind when you left
and you haven’t brought anything back with you.
But the bell goes
And whether you’re ready for it or not
she’s huffing and puffing,
wanting to spill some blood.
Who likes a clean floor anyway?
you make the fatal mistake of speaking first
which comes out sounding more like
You brace for impact,
but you’re not ready.
She won’t need gloves for the blows she’s about to deliver.
Do you even remember what happened?
silent and staring
You don’t even listen.
You don’t even know me.
When was the last time you showed me that you even cared?
The synapses in your brain are overworked
slowing to a sparking
tsz tsz tsz tsz tsz
before you short circuit
she delivers the
Do you even love me?
I don’t know.
Because I have to.
to hush the voices,
Why does anyone?
Have we switched roles?
You can’t switch roles when you only have one to play.
Why? Don’t you play many roles?
Aren’t we both the same person?
Haven’t we always been?
jealous of them?