Thinking about where I am.

I am here and yet the ghosts of the past keep crowding my mind.

People I have known, half known, don't know anymore.

If life is balance then they think about me too.

I just wish they would do it quietly and leave me be.

I have this half eaten feeling.

I am all dunked out.

You drained me.

I want to step on the red dot and keep it still.

I want to turn around and say just fuck off.

I'm hungry but you don't fill me up.