Anonymous
I don’t know why I seem to fall apart here
for at home, I feel so whole.
My heart beats faster as the room fills
I guess feeling empty takes its toll.
Everyone seems so happy here
in thigh highs drunken with laughter.
But I know I’ll end up alone at night
Sleeping soundly makes my time go faster.
People really do love their liquor here
I haven’t sipped the devil’s juice but once.
Girls stumble down steps before me
“We’re so fucked up”
Yet I’m the dunce.
I wander outside since that’s peaceful here
oddly feels normal to be seen alone.
But the chill in the air creeps into my bones
shoves me down and tells me to go.
You really do seem to like it here
I see you laugh and smile with those you know.
I have nothing but my words and a prayer
with love I don’t know how to show.
I doubt my dreams will come true here
like I would be deserving enough at all.
Life’s a competitively broken board game
seems all but the winner will fall.
So, I’ll continue falling apart here
hoping someone can piece me together.
Attempt to brave through what I cannot bear
waiting and praying for the warmer weather.