Icarus Claire

Me: Look, I've lost a lot of blood

Me: Or rather, I mean

Deafening glows of Energy course through me. Flowing in and out Good vibes High hopes. I feel as if I  Jumped I would fly, Kill the gravity, Let my wings do the work. My useless legs Never touching ground again. Over and Over, I Pull myself back in. Questioning my Reality as I Saw it. Not Truly seeing anything. Under my breath, Varying heartbeats Wub-dub together. Xerox copied movements Yell from my body. Zaps from my brain Accumulate in my Bones until it, finally, Calms in my chest.

Are you feeling alright? You look a bit run down. Of course you always look beautiful, but your eyes are puffy and your nose is red.

Did you have a bad day? Have you caught a cold? Tell me about your day - I'll sit with you. Don't worry, I won't catch your sickness.

That person said something again, right? Someone must have really crossed the line. Did you forget your jacket again? It's getting colder out, so please take care.

Go lie down. Would you like some soup? I'll get a glass of water right away. I'll make cookies too, it's no trouble!

I can tell you've had a bad day, so let me do this for you. Hopefully tomorrow will be better, but if it isn't, sit with me again.

I won't catch your sickness.

This night terror takes you in your waking hours hiding beneath your skin, kept away safe. Your smile is the lock in which there is no key, but there couldn't possibly be a treasure within you.

It's hard to think, it's hard to breathe, but you make it seem like everything's okay.

You withdraw yourself from the world, leaving your mask. Such perfect lies that nothing's wrong. When you wash away yourself what is it really that drips down your skin?

It's hard to think, it's hard to breathe, but you make it seem like everything's okay. It's hard to speak, and it hurts to live. It's not okay, but for now you'll pretend it is.