Listener
Being a listener is bad.
Listeners give the heart they’re denied for disposable feelings.
I’m an emotional dustbin.
I could escape,
when I was alive,
to calm this second hand hurt.
But now I’ve been recorded,
flicked on when another damn pilot has helped commit his own genocide
as if a holographic ear could soothe his suicidal rage.
And all this passed on pain
is walling off my sanity.
I'm just switched off,
no time between,
no peace,
no life.
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