from bed, what is this friendship?

i’m never quite sure where i belong

it’s not that complicated

it shouldn’t be

climbing up to witness your friendship without fee and falling when i’m not sure who’s me

it’s not you

a benefit to leaking emotions allowing you to see

let’s glide together

to another plain plane we’ll decorate with dreams

color splashed

then desecrate with grey doubts

rain clouds spit out mistrusted needs

i can’t meet you anymore

on the floor above the ones we hate

i’m the stranger

thinking friendships are sacrificial alters

unsure why i’m dying

and you’re not crying

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