faded pillow
a cd player
too much treble
broken glass
fallen shards of light
bottle of tylenol
to end the pain
stack of books
to answer my questions
the pain goes on
the books don't know
the bass is broken
I'm here alone
with my faded pillow
boyfriends come and go
but mean nothing
I'm still incomplete
I pound my chest
I press my stomach
still my heart won't beat
my lungs won't breathe
my jaw drops down
can't you hear me?
my world turns
but I stand still
where are you?
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