By: STEVIE WEBER
Staff Writer
in
my
mind
if i just
it might feel like
the light is not too bright
when i hang up the mirrors myself
upon the walls
in the cavernous depths
of my skull
the noise is not too loud
when i am the conductor
orchestrating the echos
in the cavernous depths
of my skull
and yet it only helps when its just me
and yet it only hurts when its just you
by myself im just bright enough
to unlace my lids
to blink away the burn
soothing
it dims
by myself im just loud enough
to stitch the veins
to sculpt my jaw
soothing
it hums