your (i'm thinking) speaking

you don't deserve to speak

when i'm not listening to you

because my thoughts are elsewhere

when the blackness of my heart

dwells in the past moments of aching

you don't deserve someone like myself

who struggles to control patterns

thoughts of unquenchable fire

and i swear just one second i'll be done

could you repeat what you just said?



i'm sorry for the unsettled dialect

for this purpose i have wrecked

shattered windows, glass on the floor

the clock is wanting to ask for more

i'm sorry for my apathy

if you have at all noticed me

i have been weaving through

nothingness in my chest



please, forgive me.

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