Blood from my fingertips to my toes

The sound rushes to my ears
Slight movement until clothes disappear
Blurry eyes looking into the dark sky

Breathing in cold air
The sun has disappeared
What's in the darkness is what to be feared

Heart beating fast, but that won't last
Smell the cold ice that hangs off the grass
Deep breaths it's okay, you're doing what needs to be done on a Monday

Trying to fit into small spaces with lots of body's
Nothing but faceless voices fill the room, can't recognize if you see them on a regular day basis
The body trying to shut down infront of homophobic racist
But you don't care, who even remembers their faces?

The walk is alot on the body but if i keep walking adulthood won't find me
Who cares, I'm just like them......


A nobody