trigger warnings

I CANNOT watch the news
i do all my work at night
the moon light offers perfect shading

all this work in spite with
eyes blinded ears muffled and screams once incited
covered
in blankets of security
blankets from'd of stars

fuck yer television.

the lens shines on the
do what thou wilt
and not the
reality absolute truth 24/7
rhythm

i don't want to know
i got all the protection i need

with this blood shield
and the turning away

enough gray skies

to know

a hope can breathe