so where do you run
when...
when you can't talk at all?
no one asks the right questions
i say it over
and over
no one asks me!!
but now
now i see i wouldn't be able to tell them anyway.
a white streak of lightning, of memory, of pain. her voice. the nightmares.
my god what did i do?
three times, baby says.
won't you ever learn?
&& baby knows
there are tears that just won't come
there is pain
she just can't feel
&& words she just won't scream
and now she's there
everything i never wanted
and it feels constant
consuming
i almost died over that
once
three times
feel ashamed
i knew it would happen
baby knew
+++++++ she always knew
&& its like being bright red bleeding in a world of white