Waking up
In the middle of the day
Surprised to find that I've
survived
Surprised I'm still alive
Waking up
In the middle of the night
Hiding from the light
Of the TV right in front of me
How beautiful, this therapy
I wish I could be here with me
But I've forgotten
everything
And I'm trying to be
mindful of
The places that I've been
and loved
The people who still mean
so much
So I wake up
In the middle of the afternoon
Hungover with a Xanax hue
Of purple and blue
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