Gin And Catatonic

It eats you up inside
When the one who you want to be your number one fan
Is the one who doesn’t see what you say
Doesn’t care what you write
Doesn’t know what you think
Doesn’t sympathize with how you feel
Doesn’t empathize before you speak
Writing on the crumbling wall
Early bird flown south
Leafless trees covered with ice
The fantasy in bland colors
The rainbow in black, white and gray
Anesthetic never wears off
Core numb
And yet you bother to continue
Despite your autocannibalism


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