Hannah

Who can dream of empathy, sitting on a wall, too drunk even to speak, why raise the stakes, he mighn't come at all, useless dates we make, I wait for the seasons, with my crown of thorns, have given up on reason, he could arrive with grace, laugh instead of careworn, should I act brave, he studies me with ease, like i've been caught, pissing in the sea, lends a hand that shakes, absence in his call, understands why I hesitate, this is not really me, jellied to my core, a flower of deep uncertainty, scared of being torn.