I had a very traumatic experience yesterday
& today just feels like nothing
I’m looking at this mangled life
And my deadpan face remains stone
“That seems about right” as I wander
Through my forgotten memories
Knowing it gets blurry N’B’Tween
So that when life begins to feel clearer again
I know something terrible is about to happen
& even though my body thinks it’s having a panic attack
I can just sit back & have a snack – I’m living it
& sometimes I question if it’s really just an act
Am I just trying to get back at myself
For torturing myself through life
Thinking I had to always be perfect
Always be right
whatever…
I had a very traumatic experience yesterday
& well, I feel like I should be having
Some deep self reflection about what I value
& how can I use yesterday to change my life
But even though moments of Apocalypse
It just feels the same as any other awful memory
God turns on the lights, and while most gasp
My stone mask doesn’t even need to ask
“Yeah, that seems about right”
& keep walking past without breaking stride
Everything aligns with my good design
. ..
Fuck you
….
I’m ending this poem here.
♡Sugar☆World☮ 