Much like running stings when you’ve no destination,
My body rejects writing when no truths are pleasant. 
If soliloquies are the arising smoke of a flame— I am the extinguisher. 
Do what you want, but you cannot suppress your cough.
Do not write a lie. Do not write a lie. Do not…
Always remember past those Decembers and their mistakes,
That look on Mother’s face when she knew I wouldn’t go back.
Know that change is relentless— it salvages fossilized sadness. 
Do not write a lie. Do not write a lie. 
Forget that the time in which my independence
Was heightened, parasites of boys leeched to it. Nonetheless. 
Be grateful to have found intimacy in a crowded room. 
I was born into solitude, I do not need to reside in it. 
Do not write a lie. Do not write…
Be mindful of which storms pose a threat,
Which produce fires that remain ablaze. 
You are conditioned in light of what serves you and what does not. 
Ignore these judgements. They last an instance until— ah. Do not write a lie. Do not…
Only fear the feelings that are everlasting. 
Everything else is noise, words are but clashing breath. 
Lose sight of your priorities only when they are underway. 
Objects are granted significance, but only when you choose it. 
Who do you care about the most? 
Do not tell them. 
Do not write a lie.