tobie. zawsze tobie.
(you could take the blame)
the only thing that ever seems to matter to you are my tears
you declined every time i asked you to come forward
as i unravel myself into the pits of despair
i wish i could will myself into someone else's skin
i water my plants that i can't seem to keep alive
i forget to nourish my body and reopen my scars
by a twinkle of the stars whose edges burn
i have your name deeply etched into my lungs
so i could remember you with every drag it takes me to forget the insecapability of myself
the person i created for the people to see
to make everyone less miserable but i can’t love myself
every evening i go to bed continuing to disassociate from life
i become a secondary character in my own story