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phuq kit
feel so empty and dark and lost inside myself
at the same time, not really sensing myself in there
like I am a visitor within my own body; an alien
a square peg in a round, vast, void of a hole
never understood, even though teenage years are long gone
a victim of capitalism and capitalistic mentalities
used as a stepping stone or a ladder to climb
shouldering, taking it like a man, one for the team
making dinner for someone else, while my stomach growls, betrayed
begging to get paid for work from people who do none
listen to me and you'll go far
way out there
deep, deep inside, endlessly falling as nothing pulls me down
moving along
nothing to see here, my own light absorbed into the black
