written: april 21, 2020 (day 287)

it's easier to write in second person;
instead of "i," i write "you".
there aren't' any questions asked
because it's not from my point of view.

they think it's a mere idea i had
or a dream turned nightmare.
but it isn't the truth; how could it have been
if i was never there?

so i write "you" and masquerade
and pretend it wasn't me.
i write "you" and force onto you
all my nightmares and jealousies.

all that pain and all that hurt
is now yours to bear.
so i can move on and exist
without ever having to care.

but deep down, i remember
and i feel all your pain.
because there was never anyone else;
just me using "you" as my name.

-it's easier to detach from these memories if i pretend they don't belong to me