Reggie

Don’t falter,

Don’t forget,

I fell backwards. Looked up, confused.

Horizons don’t message me.

If it did, the brink of expansion would let me want everything.

Excuse me?

What could that possibly mean?

Let no one explain.

*cough*

From that time I head outside by myself and explored the horizons, waiting to be explored, I knew something that no one else did. At the moment I agree with you. Cause mentally I believe I’m a bit impaired to figure things out on my own. As usual. But the case that was, and the case that is, which is now, is totally different. I seek much more control than power and trust than affection. Consistently begging for my wishes to come true, just to respect myself to get it done. And I’ve failed to do so. I’d failed. Yet I neglect my side of approval. In reality, I’m never truly relaxed about myself and the state of tension present at home. There’s no room for more scars and bruises and if there is, I would never let it happen. Freedom for ourselves is misunderstood and people keep misguiding us. Who do you listen to if no one listens? Just runs track with well put together words reeling in someone. Who do you trust? Would you trust me right now? When I said I know something that no one else knows? And If I said it today or then? The horizons had no affection but you do.

I do.

I trust.

I barely listen but I understand now.

I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you when you needed it then. Been really hypocritical about no one giving their absolute attention for once. And there I was.

There in horizon.

Knowing nothing.