Last July
I haven't cried since last July,
Over the inane heartbreak of a boy,
Foolish, pathetically in love,
Forcing the walls to rewind into a solid structure.
I haven't cried since last July,
I feel desensitized,
Walking as a ghost, with numbness coursing my viens,
The sunset almost evokes an emotion.
I haven't cried since last July,
Since then I've focused on what does not matter.
My sadness, my worth, my social competence,
I think I'll crawl back into bed.
I haven't cried since last night,
My medicine made its way out of my veins,
The tears tattooed the road into morning,
Yet still, nothing has changed.