city of stars

Close me up Swallow what I’ve spoken I swear, I’ll deny it So just ignore your need to be the town cryer Don’t give me those eyes When you know I’ve done something wrong But you’re good enough to forgive me Last night we were working in a coal mine And telling each other we were making love These are the things that stay and define My eyes Your ears I should have shaved my arms You should have not got caught I should have asked more questions These are the little ways that you mend a worn-down sweater That you wear with the mildest chill Because it smells of your favourite spring These are the little ways that I travel through your circulation And you connect my bones like dots The thunder and lightning The hair and the skin are the measurements of time and space that I store in the cellar of your eyes So all I have to do to remember is look

-the acorn One more shift to fill for this week. It feels quite short considering my fast exit today. I left because of what I imagine is menstrual pain without the menstruation (I know, everyone's favourite subject). I felt like such a stupid child when I was telling the educator. I said "I'm not feeling very well right now," as I pinched my eye trying to not release the slowly pooling tear. Today was just so bad though. It came completely out of nowhere. One second I was fine the next I was keeled over from the sharp stabbing feeling in my lower abdomen. I don't know if maybe I'm also getting sick but I was dry heaving, having the most overactive bowels and on top of that having chills and heat flashes. I have a problem that I never feel like people believe me about stuff like this. I want to be able to present people with evidence of my illness. Even to me though it just seems unbelievable to think that someone can be in so much pain because of something so...