Lies

I'm lying to myself. It's not apathy. It's pain, heartbreak, loss, it's selfish and ugly. I pretend I don't feel anything. What are my coping skills? Where are they? Compartmentalize to a fault.
Then there is always that voice that whispers insidiously, "You have no idea what pain is. You have no idea what loss is." I don't. Things could be worse. So much worse.
But these are my shoes.
Tests start in three weeks.
You're wrong.

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