truth

My dreams have been erased,
sleep deprivation starts today,
10 incomplete math problems,
no means to understand how things have gone wrong
Though I know that the immediate trouble can’t stay,
I’ll suffer for a full year,

I don’t care about them, they don’t seem to care about
me, isolation is not a consolation, when blood streaks
over my eyes. They left the room and went out with
style, I couldn’t catch up over miles.

I’m alone, floating through space, a lit anchor across
the way, of 10^50 shards of glass, I don’t think I’ll
make it to the other side…

They all suffer, and I can’t explain why, I can’t
neutralize it like everything else…

She dropped her necklace on the stairs, I stepped on
it with Newtons of force cracking the glass, I didn’t
care, I’ll crawl into a hole and die.