i watch the old tapes sometimes the way my body used to move like a machine humming with purpose every muscle a coiled spring and now it’s just a cage this broken thing a monument to what i was and i feel this HEAT building behind my eyes when i see my dad just staring blankly at the tv not even seeing me the person who gave up everything to be here just because my knees couldn't take it anymore it's like a claw in my throat i just want to SCREAM.
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