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he doesn โt say much
moving forward . the binder
rests on the floor , and he
can โt help but wallow in
self pity . how could he be
so selfish ? so ignorant to
just let that slip ? )
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( angry with himself for
his slip of the tongue โ
he obliges . ashamed to
admit the shower feels
good , and that his bed
no longer feels isolating .
picking at the skin on
his hands ++
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( filling in the blanks
for himself , he nods ) .
well , glad to have you
here .. and welcome to
the society if someone
hasn โt extended that to
you .
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if something happened to
you or mom .. i โd โ i think
i โd kill someone . these
nightmares i keep having ,
this binder grounds me ..
dad picked it .
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