Almost my next pill
been up ever since
my fault, my ways
my liars daydreams
The sun peaks through
the color pencil skies
greys shaded right
to left, black shaded
up to down and I'm
sitting here, waiting
for them to go away
two o clock, tiny
pill swallowed and
hope normalcy
returns, enters or
just leaves me
to my old ways
Remember how much sleep we are running on...you are one of the most incredible people I have ever known, and I am truly thankful for every day that we share the way we do.
ReplyDeleteTrue but I hate to admit it, it feels a bit homey again.
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