Word Vomit

I threw up again.

"They're dating!"

"My mom said it!"

It's out of me, bile sinking into the carpets.

I did it now.

I replace thought after thought in surrounding minds.

"I'm upset!"

"She's being mean!"

Maybe I need pills, or just water.

Maybe I just need God and some positive reinforcement.

After all, no one ever did pay attention to the

Attention Seeker.