acceleration, near to none...stability.
thunk. thunk. thunk. think...
gray-silver highlights, debri, filth,
hints of jealous green creep along the
gravel toward the yellow boundary line.
i don't breathe as fully as i did.
my lungs wilt with regret.
no regrets, no regrets...
no room for regrets.
i retreat to my safehaven.
safe heaven.
i let it happen again...
but this time, i can't afford to lose faith-
yet, my mind continues to wander
the same way it always does...
listening to the whispers.
i try not to...
i believed a lie.
devastated recluse.
i'm comfortable here.
i feel okay here.
please, don't bother me.
the solitude does not frighten me.
i asked nicely...
whispers, just leave me alone.
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