i'm freaking out
i skipped my meds
my life, my heart is on its head
life is good
what the fuck
why must i feel so rough
dumb ass dreams
and thoughts d'jour
wind their way through my world
i feel fucked up
more half, less whole
to be righted
what a wonder to be
but then again
would that be me?
maybe without
a fucked up mind
a broken heart
my life'd unwind
so i sit
doing nothing productive
writing in rhyme
how, seductive!
for any who
have stumbled here
blessed be and now
farewell
on edge
my stomach in knots
anticipation without completion
each day the same
the hope
the wonting
to no avail
for no answer appears
wisdom says
move on
still i wait
my daily vigile
situation set-ups
heart pangs in the night
tomorrow
it'll be tomorrow
i'm sure of it
well, maybe
right?
uhh
i hope
i dunno
please
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