the thin line i warned you about. crossed it? lost it? misplaced it.
the ultimate promise and fear. the subliminal answer and escape. forgetfulness. i am not myself today. i am hurt. you are scared. i am not myself again. some things, i understand your backing away, probably belong to the night-crowd. they are not true. we cannot win this. i can see it now. i dreamt you were brave. you dreamt it too. we didn't fight and we lost. and i never kissed you in my dreams.
the monsters under my bed. the monsters under yours. unnamed. silence. pain.
i'm bleeding. really.  ¶ 12:33 da manhã