I'm not entirely sure
where I stand
with anyone, these days.
It's all quicksand
and rubber masks.
Behind the window of every eye,
I see an interior shutter
and shudder.
I feel like
everybody's
waste of time.
"Hello,
I'm your one big regret."
You love me. You love me not.
You love me. You don't even like me.
You love me. Hide the knives!
Friendships,
held hands,
and hearts that
don't
break.
Is that too much to ask
or am I just not asking right?
"Excuse me, sir -
have you seen my stability?"















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but I often still feel the same.
xo!
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and shudder.
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make a map of what you see; direct pain effectively.
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'SHARKS DON'T SLEEP' a collection of poems by Eric Hamilton.
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