"Maybe I Didn't Know..." 10:15AM /// 7-31-19 ||| KH

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"Maybe I Didn't Know..." 10:15AM /// 7-31-19 ||| KH

In light of the blade across my

throat and the tear drops that

fell like blood down my clothes; I'd

like to tell you how much I've

stopped caring.

The things that resembled to me what

Woody's voice box had for him; oh,

that's long gone now... I no longer

have a voice, no longer have I

the ability to roam as I please...

do the things I've done, close

my eyes and run.

The amenities that you provided

fall on me like shattered glass

Snow on a rooftop

The opera's pretty damn

quiet now that you've shown up

My love, whatever have I done

to deserve this much callace

upon the back of my thighs, the

back of my calves, my hands, fingers....

whatever have I done to grow this

ugliness upon my flesh

The sound, though thoroughly

muffled, is such that of a broken

train; and I have this desire to

fix the broken, you know this of

me, you pulled it out of me the

day we met.

But maybe I didn't find out about you until much later and thoughts of suffocation entered my mind so I ran coz I was scared, wasn't I?

Isn't that what happened...oh, might I insert some emotion?

No-No-N-N-No need... I'll just make another poem about it!