Gaze at the past
through a captured picture
and wonder if the future
was something they would have wanted.
Would they have still smiled
if they knew
or run away
to a different alternative
even if it meant
more pain.
24:253
Breathe the relief
of success
but intake the guilt
for those who failed.
You can move on,
live,
but they remain,
stuck and unchanging.
24:252
Frustration simmers
into tired acceptance,
too weary to continue
but too hurt to forget.
Move forward with quiet injustice,
hoping it will be addressed
or simply disappear.
24:251
The glass of memories
unlock the pain of bonds.
Cherish them in renewance,
praying never to lose them again,
even if the hurt destroys you,
even if you choke
on the guilt
of living
while they rot
in the ground.
24:250
Keep silent as they discuss
the mystery you’re the key to,
hear their unfiltered solutions
to a problem you present
while annoynomous,
then watch as realisation
clouds judgement
and emotions
reform everything they know.
24:249
Target and blame
to keep up the bitter,
drown in your resentment
and watch those you envy
swim away,
laughing,
finally free from you.
24:248
Anticipate the break
from everyday,
still a week away
but with a clear countdown
in sight,
soon you can escape,
soon you can pretend.
24:247
Week long absence
from comfort cuddles
and the reassuring familiar
to care for the vulnerable,
be responsible and forget
selfish needs.
Now you can indgulge once more
and appreciate the moments
that were overlooked
but expected.
24:246
A pending ticking
to return to normal
panics them into action,
restocking,
remembering
and plastering on a smile
of the sane,
ready to fool the world
once again.
24:245
Form a mantra of information,
searching for the person
they talk about,
the person that’s
supposed to be you.
Repeat the name,
mannerisms, preferences
until they mold
onto your skin
and walk in your body.
One day, hopefully,
it will stop feeling
loose enough
to fall off.
One day, surely,
you can stop reciting
and just live.
Scribbled Thoughts 