I play pretend with the uneasy sense of loneliness.
Eyes at the back of your head, watching you undress and feeling ugly.
I play in the dark and pray for ghosts.
Talking to empty walls, begging for attention with the echo of my voice hollowing out my eardrums.
This is where I end up.
Surrounded by love and happiness.
Friends and Family.
The world, a giant happy face.
All while my head withers away with voices.
coaxing me to swallow mouthfuls of pills.
tying endless ropes that lead to the punchline.
I'm willing to be the joke.
An accident waiting to happen.
I'll do anything to make them stop.
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