I can’t do this anymore
Please, no more
Tired
Don’t want to keep pretending
Pretending I don’t feel the hurt and what it implies
Pretending some lonely stressful-boring slowly-drowning-while-desperately-treading ritual is my metier
Pretending I don’t taste smell and feel political evil dripping off the gears of the city waterworks
Pretending this lonely life is some kind of a home
Pretending frustration is just a background noise
Waking up with the unresolved wounded seething threads once again writhing through
Please no more