Pale blue sights pull me away from myself ,
Soft Teeth - Arlo Renaud 8th Grade
Dissociation can ’ t compare himself to this cold stare .
Knowing , watching , always there
Never understanding , should ’ ve just stayed away .
“ I ’ m sorry for putting pressure on you , I didn ’ t mean for you to cry , please stay .”
Feel no sorrow , I ’ m the one who can ’ t provide .
I ’ ll paint you a picture of our time .
Dark and happy , yours and mine
I ’ ll leave you to ease your mind .
You ’ re a bear clawing at my door .
You won ’ t hurt me- wait , what ’ s that knife for ?
Love is an unwanted pest made to die .
Sleep while you can , for though it seems real .
As they say , you ’ re nothing yet to know how you feel .
Your skull is full of rocks and mud .
Shake them out before you sell it to a stranger .
You ’ ll be better off alone , without another ’ s gaze-
Boring into you day and night ,
Without them you ’ ll find yourself in the sky
Small , smooth , shining stars glimmer in the night ’ s roaring eye .