One hundred and one days
You choose to forget
You choose to waste time
Staring at this beautiful wall
A numbing silence
Have so much
Yet
Wasting time
No reality
Long pause
Curious
No logic
No privacy
Not my thoughts
Yet selfless
I dont remember the last time I cried
Consistently cussed
I tripped
Here I am
Trying to figure it out
It is obvious I am not myself
Yet I think about they
And what they say
I am not exhausted
I am not regretful
I
Just
Don't know
A fascinating thing
Nobody cares they say
Yet
I care
These voices
Are
Annoying
I wanted to travel
And I fell.
One thousand eight hundred twenty five--
Time
Moments
Dignity