Feel the blood rise from my veins like vapor. Take a deep breath before you plummet further. This isn’t anger, it’s retribution. My skin has never felt tears, because I never knew the ocean. I built you a raft out of my memories and it kept you afloat until you found something worth stopping for. Stay there like regret. Regret. Regret. Regret. I’m getting tired of hearing words that fall off everyone’s tongue loosely. This is not what I had planned and that’s the problem with planning around plans of people who never had plans. They always turn into something less desirable and that’s why you sound like misery. Let’s pretend that everything is a dream and when you wake up your nightmare starts. I’m in the air like vapor so when you leave me, you can still feel me in your lungs. Sink deeper. -AMT