collect call

surrender the energy& beg to feel an emotion unsure & unfamiliar because we can and we will out of quarters and i need to talk collect call collect call i need some answers

d i a l   t o n e .

operator, please emergency connect my mind is at a loss for words but we'll understand the silence surrender the motive slitting paper thin wrists with perfected penmanship from love letters to thyself piling and piling and returning to sender never opened never acknowledged "i am a good kid & i love myself unconditionally" repeat after me i hear and i hear promise for truth. repeat after me i fear and i fear promise for youth. "i am a good kid & i love myself unconditionally" dial tone has run to hide pick up the plastic and touch it ever so gently with quivering lips understanding the silence never felt so perfect. i think, i am finally free.

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