Dialogue - Rosie Thomas

Can you help me

Figure out

All of these things

I’m restless I

Feel reclusive

Holding on by a string

No I can’t I’m

Just as broken I’m

Just as damaged as you

I’m so tired and

Uninspired and

Dying in this living hell

Where do I go?

I can’t walk in a

A straight line, I

Don’t know what I’m heading for

Just keep trying and

No more lying

To yourself anymore

Where do we go?

Nobody knows