Lines. Relief Doesn't Come Like It Used To

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Lines

I guess I just give in
So many numb thoughts
That day dream reality
Waving for attention

For actions
When in math
Whilst numbers bore me
But all I have to write is
Lines.

Smiling for the mother
Knowing I’m not who I am
Yet smiling for the daughter
Who zones out to song
Which you don’t listen close to
Zones out whilst singing those
Lines.

Straight into bed
9:27 when eyes drop low
Yet flicker open to the sound of rain
Flicker to watch the droplets race
Weaving to create the window
Lines.

Sickening feeling in stomach
Just a shiny thing
Placed in a shaking hand
In which she wishes relief
When carved words become tears
But remembering doesn’t help
And relief doesn’t come
Not like before
Before she started the
Lines.