You’re so noisy.
Don’t speak, don’t breathe.
Heavily behind me.
Through your nose.
Long toes. nails. Harsh.
Scratchy voice, cackling.
And heat under an old green coat.
You’re so noisy.
Don’t tell me I’m wrong.
Don’t fake your beliefs, to make me happy, and then curse what I believe, when you’re tired of the lies.
Don’t swear
don’t SHOUT
Don’t breathe, just stop. Stop breathing. Just sleep.
Don’t blame, don’t bemoan, don’t lament. I am not your beacon of happiness.
I am not made to suffer your fury, your happiness, your pain.
I am human.
And when I leave, don’t cry.
You’re so noisy.
I want out.
But
I’m scared to go
Because you think you’re entitled to me.
You’re so noisy
So ill
so broken.
When i LEAVE
Fix your bones
don’t smoke.
And for heaven’s sake, don’t cry.
Don’t cry.
Those hacking sobs
those tears
not of pain
but of bitter selfishness.
N.B. this was real. not is. a v long time ago. thank goodness.

Image credit: Carmen Renn