Flashback flashback
But things aren't bad now...

spending evenings in the cold,
preparing to survive what could be...

You ask how I feel?
Exposed - a newborn...

How do you sleep?
With bountiful dreams...

Wish you could be a plot point I
dreamed up - created for the...

I don't know when I started to
hunch over, but now it's all I do...

here i am again,
a witness...

You offered a possibility of reprieve -
of rest I couldn't quite comprehend...

every night ends similarly:
me, confronted with reality...

I close my eyes tightly,
thankful for tired bones...

I hate the nights when I
end up talking to myself in...

I hide my depression on days like this,
because it hurts to know a portion of...