It's dark out
and it seems...
Nice things always
break...
Breathing in, feeling something,
Not sure its the greatest notion...
I found her...
Where most would probably flee...
I will awaken tomorrow.
You will be to sleepy to function...
We can pour our hearts out.
But when no one is there to catch it...
Hello, don't I know you?
Didn't we grow up together...
I can remember blowing dandelion seeds
Out into the wild and wishing them free...
I was healing
17 days clean...
Sleep
Evading me...
Squealing in delight
At the reemergence of me...
Drink think, think drink
I'm on the brink, gone in a blink...