emotional damage
i wish days were shorter
because its getting kind of hard to get through them
i wish nights were longer
so i didnt have to get up and face the daylight and therefore a woken world
i wish mirrors lacked the ability to reflect
so i dont have to close my eyes to avoid the miserable thing staring back at me
i wish hunger wasnt real
so i wouldnt have to feed my tired body with tasteless piles of calories
i wish muscles didnt ache
so i could keep on laying inhumanly still on a cold floor
i wish skin didnt feel
so i wouldnt miss the touch of another humans warmth
i wish my chest werent so tight and locked in by ribs
so i wouldnt have to concentrate to breathe in and out
i wish my mind would be able to create an off switch
so i wouldnt have to write this