there is a part of me that is terrified or terrifying, teeth bared in a grin.
i am ready for this to be over. i am ready to begin.
HOW CAN WE SURVIVE WHEN WE HAVE FORGOTTEN WHAT IT MEANS
we are still breathing once again. soft, softly.
we are monsters on the inside; say this to me.
WHEN WE HAVE FORGOTTEN WHAT IT MEANS TO BE HUMAN
in some sort of strange kindness, we cry.
i am terrified of living and i don’t know why.
TO BE HUMAN IS TO BE GENTLE WITH YOUR CRUELTY
and someone kissed me like they were afraid to be lost.
losing in this hope, smile as a ghost.
WITH YOUR CRUELTY AS A KINDNESS WELL-MEANT
a man stands on a tv and shouts, screams.
we are monsters to the end, even in our dreams.
A KINDNESS WELL-MEANT DOES NOT ALWAYS MEAN WELL
perhaps with this we could change.
through this we can become something beautiful and strange.
NOT ALWAYS DO WE KNOW HOW WE CAN SURVIVE,