Like i wished for a moon today,
this dirt of rocks life throws at me is amazing
amazing to watch the disgusting melting person in bed,
i do nor design this body of mine,
the sleekness, tenderness, whiteness.
At times, i feel i am hollow.
Hollow like a coconut’s head.
i want to stop my brain.
Potboiler. Frequent attacks. Time slapping me again and again.
i want to stop it all.