I find libraries far too distracting, I can never ever say the right thing

Don't speak little girl.
Swallow the words rising up in the back of your throat -
feel them travel back down into your body where they will sink
and dissolve
and not be recovered.
Whatever you do,
don't let them leave your mouth,
pass your lips,
nestle into waiting ears,
burrow into a mind.

Anything and everything you say
can and will be used against you later.


Are we friends?
I wish -

I can tell my friends anything without fear of them
having a mood swing mid-conversation
or,
begin thinking bad thoughts.

You think enough of those already
I dont need to give you more.

Don't speak, Macy.

And it's hard to say how I feel today...

If you're ever feeling empty...

or lost without meaning...

or trapped in darkness...

or scared of the future...

or alone in this life...

I'll do my absolute best,
but I can't promise I'll always know how to
fill you up
or find you again
or set you free to the light
or comfort you right
or show you that you're not...

but I can promise
that no matter what
just look to the left
and I'll be there

feeling just as
empty
lost
trapped
scared
alone

with you.