Time Spent

stopped feeling much at all

felt the devil

when i crawled

to the light switch

on the wall

got up with cold sweats

blankets on the floor

fell off the mattress

knob on the door

has no lock

unsafe since i could talk

and before

woke up from a coma

got bed sores

store restocked

with accouterments

covered in mulch

covered in silt

covered in time

that was killed

grieving grieving

fucking grieving again

tears in my cereal

tears on my skin

is it us you or maybe me

cant trust the air that i breathe

when i crawled

small vacation in the wall

staring

blur

blank expression

confused

disturbed

ive been it all

saw it implode

felt the withdrawal

from pain i put up with

to ignore larger voids

i feel alone all day long