Never wake me up

...and all these people,and all these words,
they make me want to spit on everything I once
cherished with a curled up soul.

I'm mean in my grief,blind
to their unknowing,
but far from piteous and willing
to parade my black cloth
around.

I long to sleep and never wake up,
to turn sound into silence,
to coat my stinging memories with another layer
of erasing time...

I was always nobody-
now,I'm nobody minus one.

I'm selfish and I'm angry and I just want
to go home...

...and I'm sorry for these people,and I'm sorry for these words,
but pain is like a poison
that never truly works...