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Why didn't you call me before you did this?
I couldn't have called you.
Yes you could have.
I know, I know. But really, I couldn't.
There's a thousand people you could have called.
I know, I know. But really, a thousand times I couldn't.
What are you talking about?
I had a thousand people in my life,
who would've told me I could have called them.
But what if I would have called them?
Would they have wanted to be taking a call from a suicidal girl at 11 at night?
Could they have done anything to help me?
Who can you call
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from your hole in the Bronx,
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when you're up at 11 at night,
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shuffling around the apartment crying,
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holding a knife,
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telling the cat you're sorry,
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telling the rat you're sorry,
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telling God you're sorry
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bleeding.
You have a thousand friends you can't call.
And you know it.
I know I knew it.
But at least your bleeding, right? No blood no life, right?
I bleed.
But I think it's just an abscessed tooth.
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