went crazy today, lost it a bit, i wasn't the same,
broke that piece of shit phone, as if it were to blame,
broke that skateboard, shattered those plies of wood,
to smash what's really at fault - if only i could,
me - as if permanent skin alterations might change what i am,
feebly, i remain as is, treated as i always have been - goddamn,
the shoulder to ball my eyes out on - where?
so far away, out into the distance - for you i stare,
burn to cheat death? trying to convince myself i can outlast it,
burn to get your attention? yes, yet all look right past it,
those i desire the closest - farthest away,
these feelings, these messages - one continuously failed relay,
i love or loved you, or what everything once was,
the best, most insightful, explanation for this madness: "just because,"
tell yourself i'm fine despite my icy truthfulness - i've already cracked,
so open with my hurt - upon you, compounded by its inept impact.