You're in the river.

You've been laying flat floating fine for days.

No food. No drink.

Rapids coming.

Can you stay flat as the water thrashes you up against the rocks and down the steep drops?

Can you remain still?

Will you make it to the lake where the river collects and find rest?

You are doing fine, sun, lay still.

OH CATARACT!

I will see once more.

I will run up the door and make myself small and sit at the edge.

When the door closes I will hide in the frame.

I will watch everyone who opens and closes the door.

I will see everyone who passes through.

I will know every single thing about them without them knowing.

All the while, they could never know me. They could never see me.

For I am just a speck at the top of the door, watching.

It’s a Quiet Death under a Silent Breath.

Twist, shake, rip, shock, break

No one knows because they don’t want to

like shielding the sun from your face

Wouldnt believe it if I told you

Tried a million times

They make me into something sick with something to prove

Woulda been better if I hadn’t killed myself when I turned red

Woulda been better if I just learned to play nice and be friends

I love them too much

If I just agree, this will never end

If this won’t end, I want to end

Let’s pretend.. Let’s pretend..

Suffering Symmytery.

She Suffers. I Suffer.

One cannot fathom the unconditional when the way one loves themselves is conditional.

I urge you to play with the imagery.

When you're burning, dig under.

Find the root. Drink.