Adult Mom
Breathing
I am isolating, I get my communication
From an overdue hospital bill
I can’t afford to pay so I hide it
Under a stack of things I’d rather not
Yet deal with
I bury into another show
Stream into my head and eyes
Watch as I die

Touch and go
My finger’s on my pulse
My hands are stretched
Underneath my nose
Watch me fold
My finger’s on the response message
Watching the cursor float
I am isolating in every corner of my house It’s not pretty and it feels like I’m locked In myself
Did you expect me to get on my knees
And bеg for you?
Let’s cut a deal
Let mе know
If I’m alive or if I’ve choked
I can’t see your face
So I just go and guess if I’m breathing Touch and go
My finger’s on my pulse
My hands are stretched
Underneath my nose
To see if I’m breathing
I take a step and collapse
I’ll never understand it
I’ll never see you again
Is this the way you planned it?
I am nothing special Just an emotional vessel So covers up
Hide myself