outrage-eleven

Since I felt my throat constrict like this. Since I didn't feel ready for an adventure. Since I wanted to bottle myself up. Since I didn't believe it would work out okay. Since I fought with them. Since what I was doing did not feel right. Since my face was this wet. Since I felt this afraid. trauma like no other bottled up in the endless workings of a human mind. innocence and fear fighting with hope and inspiration while someone tries to figure it all out without being caught in the bloodshed. do this do that go here go there. voices and solutions, math equations that aren't right. walking down the street. turning left when the sign

fucks in tree tops and in every single continent. mix up your words so that they fit this puzzle. feed the exhausted sleep that is sound. dreams and disbelief in this unbelievable world. ideal societies, work together, socialism or death. piece together empty packs of marlboros and rejected kisses. watch your life go crazy then fall back into place, like a dust storm. i never like it to be completely settled.