Whatever the setting.
or making it a “fun camp out”
to sleep on the floor when we didn’t have a bed
sitting on my knees,
feet falling asleep
While analyzing the neighbors’ movements,
with hot tears pooling
on the various cold bathroom floors
that have supported me in the most desperate of moments,
begging answers to the most desperate questions,
feeling the most desperate of feelings.
Pouring it all into the tiles,
praying it’ll provide numbness.
it won’t cave like the cowards
who cause the tears
and my family who can’t handle the level of pain
that dwells in me,
no doubt its too heavy.
for the ground beneath me.
Consistent and sturdy. Non-judging and silent.
Existing solely for the purpose
to uphold and maintain.