MisfitToy

there's ghosts on my ceiling they watch me while i sleep these memories in my throat choke me so i can't speak i wonder why it was all of them and never me

i once was a whole person not fractured, not severed not splintered, not shattered i dreamt of morning sky that day my heart broke, i became parts, and fragments just cracks, and pieces i forgot the sunrise i spend restless nights apart on this bed i'm only older i have no words for this ruin and i cannot close my eyes.

Dark waters move beneath a churning surreal sky; I feel like jumping in. I see all the places I've been in the past crumble to dust. The future is a slim crack of light around the door's edge. The cat watches for movement of shadows in the light, I watch the cat; black as the dark waters that move beneath the surreal sky. I walk through the tall grass in July with insects buzzing. Dreary days maintaining radio silence, I have nothing new to say. Moonlight spreads like a disease, saying sleep, sleep, sleep. Thread my way through the metalworks, through the factories where dreams were once made. I see your face on a peeling billboard by the s