/Child/

I am sorry For everything I've been Seen. Or looked like an eternal mess I'm sorry that my arms feel insulting. Or that my eyes keep on going red and red. There's delirium in shouting, in Letting go, letting go And my dad and my mom seem to let go a lot these days My brother sulking like a rabid cat Or my toes curling like a weak dog's tail. I'm sorry that I want to cry But my eyes keep on drying My chest spilling out all the heaving breaths. That no one listens to Really though. I'm sorry because I've been Existing. And then dying out Fizzled. With all of you. And the post houmus silence. After a war like night Your stringent face. And the way your mouth freezes. Actually, lips thinning out Pursing. Your hands spilling over my sins My words fumbling over your silence That feel like accusations. All of my trajectory put tighter in circles With half of my wings clipped off And the sun's crimson turning snow