lily

Its quiet now in my head. just the sound of dreams and the breath of the sleeping. She said "Maybe the doctor can fix me" and then the emergency room became her home. Sometimes i can't breathe though and they all touch me like i'm not real, suffocating my thoughts and i sweat out everything. A trail of little things in highway ditches, Little things i forgot/Lost along the way. Please don't touch me. I can't breathe.
Love, Lily