Dream
I walk downstairs.
I didn't see it coming. I swear to god, I didn't. The arms grabbed. But I didn't even scream. My head hit the concrete..cement. Whatever it was. It was green. The smell of cat litter and laundry. My eyes focus on the sun streaming in from the small windows of the basement. And death was all I can feel. Just dreamlike..floating. He breathed heavy and I smelt beer and I knew I was dying. It was a small acceptance and now it's 12:23am on a Thursday and I still am not safe.
I want death now more than I ever have. No one will ever know me. No one can love me. I am waste. Floating.
I didn't see it coming. I swear to god, I didn't. The arms grabbed. But I didn't even scream. My head hit the concrete..cement. Whatever it was. It was green. The smell of cat litter and laundry. My eyes focus on the sun streaming in from the small windows of the basement. And death was all I can feel. Just dreamlike..floating. He breathed heavy and I smelt beer and I knew I was dying. It was a small acceptance and now it's 12:23am on a Thursday and I still am not safe.
I want death now more than I ever have. No one will ever know me. No one can love me. I am waste. Floating.