has jaded become me or becoming in me? or is it merely these words only go inspoken barricaded by better judgement never breathing the air outside my grey matter. the burns and cuts i swallow back against weaponizing become acidic and brokenbottle edged implements of self imposition. i appear human but i am a statue inside.
01/05/2013
Posted on 01/06/2013Copyright © 2024 Aaron Michael
I identify with this swallowing back, imploding hopelessness, but I still want the regret of having said something...so my jaded nature is not yet a deeper shade of green. I think we all feel this way, thanks for revealing it in me.
