fingers crossed hopefully
hoping it won't be too terrible
hoping you won't be alone
holding your cellphone waiting for a call
being reminded that no one would bother at all to
make it
HANDS HELD HOSTAGE in your own
because i let you into my room my purple slathered walls from paint bought at a store i've only been in once
but i am lying to you i am lying because
nobody has ever been in my room
nobody except me and my brother and my sister and her friends a long time ago
but no i suppose my friend depression has stayed there a while a
few months actually
making themself at home feet kicked up on the table and socks displayed on the carpet floor
while i just sit there for more than
two weeks worth of days because my other friend
anxiety told me to stay
they said
you want to be alone in your room with your
shades
drawn and your arms around your mouth
making sure you don't make a sound because that's what great friends they are
they make sure i am safe
they make sure i am warm
they make sure i am suffocating in my life of
loneliness and make sure that i am
alone
