polarities

I play sick
I am sick
I play sick so I can play
I am living

I am dead
often
I have been dead
alone before

Now I am dead
among them
but can’t let them know
Or they’ll confine me
and adorn me
into some semblance of life
I don’t want to be altared
Just given room
to play
at not being dead

There were moments
very few
when I was alive
but they weren’t real
The others
were not there
Or they were
the dead ones
pretending

I’ve have never met
another living person
while being alive

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