I don't have anything to vent
nothing to get rid of...
I keep getting a call
from someone named "Toll Free"...
A heart is a fragile thing, I think
Without one you would surely sink...
Why do you hate me?
why do you ignore me...
The sun rises
the fog lifts...
You keep me going those long nights at work,
you keep my spirits buoyed up...
The dark hole that is my heart
is sending me into a catatonic state...