Breathe

Mar

I don’t wanna do this. Maybe I just shouldn’t do it. I mean they’re not here yet. I could just leave. Right? Fuck, here they come. Okay. My hands are trembling. Is everyone looking at me? It feels like they’re staring at me. Relax Mar. Maybe they’re looking at the screen. Are they judging my responses? Is it taking me too long to think of a reply? Maybe I should make them laugh. Okay good, I’m funny. Is my posture okay? I’m in pain, I can’t fix it. Wait, why are they laughing now? What’s going on? Hit send, I wanna know. I have trouble talking to people, why am I doing this? I don’t know how to hold a conversation. Do they think this is lame? Should I end it? How though? I can’t just get up, that’s scary. It would be fun though. No, I can’t.

Νεκρά σώματα

Mar

Νεκρά σώματα. Σώματα κρεμασμένα, σώματα αποκεφαλισμένα, σώματα κομμένα, σώματα καμμένα, σώματα κακοποιημένα. Σώματα σαν εμένα. Σήμερα αυτά. Αύριο;
 
Εμείς.