#reflect?

A fortnight has passed, Yet no improvement.  I seek attention,  Which is no where to be found. I'm all over the place,  Mentally unable to handle the stresses,  I walk alone. 

Silence slips in every night at the same time, Earphones plugged in, The mumbling continues.  I can't help but wonder at to how the liveliness died so fast. Our rooms are our own worlds, separated by walls of conflict. 

i'm tired;  My eyes are constantly flickering, Surrounded by four walls and only one open way.  I'm tired;  Listening to plates almost being shattered, the doors being slammed, loosening its hinges, the tv on full volume. But no human interaction. 

For these wounds won't heal with a simple 'Hi' and a wide smile. These wounds are there for a reason,  to remind us that we shouldn't repeat the same mistakes.  For these wounds are stitched into her,  Searching for words that will heal; the hardest - yet shortest, line to say in the world,