Hating the soil that built the tree.

This is what happens when you take your time

And use your focus

Nothing

So don't bother trying

Because there is no cure for this one

It's not even diagnosed

But it hits you

And unlike any other disease

It just makes everything else go away

I don't care really

I should but I don't

I know how to do it

I just won't

The floor creeks when you think

I can feel it

But this is naked

And on purpose

and although it doesn't have your favourite words

or typical meaning

It is more then what you're looking for

I don't love you

I don't like you

I don't want you

I don't need you

But you love the barrier,

More then you know.

The blood crawls up my throat

Leaves a trail of error

My stomach is sick

My hands are cold

This bus will never come

I build it up but it just falls down

I sew it in and it comes out

I'm ready now though

I didn't think I could reach my back

But low and behold the knife is there

And I'm to blame.

That's enough reading for you Jessjess.