Faceless Peach Walls

these walls of peach surrounding me resemble
my ever changing days even though the
color seems to always
stay the same.

hell, what am i rambling about? i’m
sitting here in a thick robe with some sweats and
my stupid agenda book is just
staring me down with its
non-existant, fantastical beady little eyes.

my patience has worn thin with
so many of these things. how long will this
last- forever or for never? i’ve been
sitting here waiting for the day to approach when
i open my eyes to a brighter morning, a
tear-less evening.

his entire essence haunts me in my dreams and
in my sleep. in my waking life i’m suddenly so
very cautious of people’s motives- take them
away from me, i plead. they’re liars, aren’t they? every
single one of them just like he was. or maybe…no, am
i just speaking on and on about things that aren’t true and
shouldn’t even be thought of?

i’ll wake up sweating in my bed with
my blankets all over the floor. i’ll be shivering a
cold perspiration type of thing with my hair all
matted against my cheeks but
that’s from the tears.

i feel a little bit like i’m dead, but this pain is
pretty much a reminder of just how alive i am in these
everchanging days with my
peach walls surrounding my body like a
big skin-colored face with no features just
proving to me how i don’t feel real, how i’m
just another different girl in this stupid different world with my
hair flipped back just trying to feel better
about my imperfections and insecurity, my
fists are raging in my head as i
see or hear him walk by me
and it’s not the he you think i’m speaking
because this other he is my arch enemy and
made my childhood a living hell with his evil
taunts and his screaming yells as i
waited all alone for the dismissal bell.

catch me, baby; no, not baby, please. this is
getting out of hand. i can barely breathe, are we
even here? i’m just going on and on but i
think i’ve lost my mind, oh family, friends of mine, i feel a
little bit insane and i’m crying on the inside while i
pose for those pictures and send those texts and type on
this stupid computer that really isn’t stupid but
i call it stupid anyway just because i’m angry for no
particular reason at all while i’m
surrounded by these blank peach walls.

Faceless Peach Walls


Joined October 2010

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