The Ceiling, by Zac Forrest

Zac Forrest

The Ceiling

The rain hits my window

I stare at the ceiling

The soft patter next to me

Apathy

I just feel apathy

Today hurt

So did yesterday

And the day before

My scars cover me

My wounds dig deep

My pillow feels warm

I hate that

It feels awful

But you’re too tired to flip it

I’m like that

Not just now

My life feels claggy and warm

But I’m so

Tired

How do I fix it?

How can I help myself

How can someone save me

I’m so tired

It’s late

Sweating

The rain softens to a subtle tapping

Another night

Of pain

Of apathy

And staring at my ceiling

Wondering where it went wrong

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End

An explosion of sound The most discordant tones Clash with the most emotive harmon… Colour streaks around me The most vibrant hues

Zac Forrest

The Ceiling

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