I pity myself

I pity myself because I've forgotten
how to sleep
without burning my ribs with iron

I pity myself when I see
the clocks munching
on my life and youth so effortlessly

I pity myself through the eyes
of an impersonal ego
when the sun shines too bright

I pity myself because my mother
never weighs her words
before throwing them onto my shoulders

I pity myself when the conclusion
seals that I'm worth
as much as my kindness' lifespan

I pity myself through the wounds
that never healed
and the miracles that never were

I pity myself because I'd rather
pity myself
than turn this life around