christmas and the art of being alone

[frankiealone]

i have made my self an expert in the art of being alone. and i seem to do this the very very best every christmas.

i walk along beaches and i once found a rock pool and it seemed deep
i did what a snow queen had told me to do
i dived in jess.

i am sitting here in the reception of my aunts boarding house, and i feel like

i want to go home

i want to be cold

i want to start healing and to stop feeling like...
like what?
ahh i looked into my mind and..

im thinking complicated obscure poetry instead of thoughts and i wonder who would understand me.