How Do I Appear Unthreatening

In My Palm I Can Feel The Echo Of Her Pulse, Standing In For The Absense Of Mine.

How Do I Appear Unthreatening When Her Lover's Blood Is Running Down My Chin?

I Would Like My Life To Be A Movie So I Could Cut To A Montage.

There Is A Chasm Between Me And The World Outside Of Me. A Gap So Wide My Feelings Can't Cross It. By The Time My Screams Reach The Other Side, They Have Dwindled Into Groans.

We Eat And Sleep And Shuffle Through The Fog, Walking A Marathon With No Finish Line, No Medals, No Cheering.