the catalyst (morrigan_circle) wrote in thebeatbox,
the catalyst

cadmium yellow

the lines got fuzzy the faster she went
blending in and out the harder she wept
dashes to solids
solids to blurs
curves became her pausings
mailboxes air-kissed her mirrors
1641 gave way to 148
148 turned right on 2932
country roads are no place to have a breakdown
she whispered
to herself
to the voices in her head
to whatever god may be listening
faded red of the STOP
made her scream out loud
I Hate Being Like This!
I Hate Being The Girl Who's Left!

the good news?
at least she doesn't hate herself.
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