[ R E A C H ]

[unwelcome thoughts]

I wore a suit today, and I walked in the street instead of on the sidewalk. People driving by must have thought it was strange, seeing a boy in a suit, walking awkwardly in dress shoes and staring at the ground like nothing else existed apart from the concrete. I walked across the street, impatient, maybe even reckless, not waiting for the cross walk sign to change.

I nearly got hit, I got knocked on the concrete, but I got up, dusted myself off. The whole way home my mind was consumed with dark thoughts.

Carefully pressed white linen, stained red, slowly becoming more saturated, streaming from my nose. pooling out onto the street. Red, bubbling at the corners of my mouth. People screaming as the red of my blood stains the street, causes a scene.

But I looked away, down at my feet, I shook my head, and I kept walking.