and so my rusted heart goes on

the power goes out sometimes here.
it's hot. really hot.

i sleep a lot now.

i am always tired.

plane rides seem so scary
nowadays.
i have a fear of falling
for you.

sometimes my head splits open
and i bleed onto the
book that i am reading.

no one notices.
maybe they do.

i don't want to go back,
but i do don't i?

everyone back home is
excited for a new year of 
having fun and hating themselves.

i sleep a lot now.

why am i so tired?

i sleep alot now.

i didn't say i sleep well.