Parasite
how does it feel to be the last one standing
when you’ve outsmarted all of your friends?
how does it feel to be the one at the top now
when you’ve outwitted all of the rest?
tell me
who does the drying to your tears now?
and who’s shoulder does your head lie upon?
you’re running out of places to run to
but will you ever see what you’ve done wrong?
tell me
how does it feel to be at the foot of the mountain
when no one’s there to guide your way?
how does it feel to be out on your own now
when no one’s there to catch your fall?
how does it feel to be the last one i thought would do this,
so long ago when i yearned to trust?
how does it feel to be the only one without a knife in your back?
how does it feel to be all alone?


I keep coming back to this piece. Yes, it speaks much to me. Thanks for sharing this one.