i’m tired 2.0

I’m tired of pixelated smiles,

of someone who cannot empathise but only tries

to penalize my faults; no sympathy from silence

in the feedback loop of disappointment.

Your presence – not

so much absence as assault;

my holding on a mockery

of relationships in the flesh.

It seems all that is left

are Polaroids; memories of

the taste of

your voice, a noise,

a dream forgetting the feeling

of falling further asleep.

Old texts from rose-tinted days

now calls hitting a static wall;

do not delay –

please stall

please stay.

note : quite interesting what two years can do to a person eh, the first draft of this was quite terrible but at least i’m gradually becoming better or at least i would like to think so.