Once upon a time, I had hope.
Once upon a time, I felt joy
Once upon a time, there was a tiny heartbeat.

Why am I trying to write...the words are not
flowing..sinking with the rest of me.

HGTV in the backround..."Perfect" couple loving the
granite coutertops....."Fuck you" and your future
kitchen.

Why do I fear his cruel words so?
Is it because there might be truth in every
piercing syllable?

Free of him, Yet still drawn to the cage.
Down feathers not the best for flight.

What the hell....I new better...saw the red...kept in
under the wrong light and change it to pink.
I hate pink.

Alright then....I'm just a water molecule out of
the tap....no filter...metalic cringe.

Maybe I'll just eat a salad and sleep on it.