I woke up startled today
and yesterday,
I spilt coffee on my coverlet.
Two week old scribble,
still on my skin.
I forget. Oh, I forget.
The shade of black
on my TV screen.
I've been staring at it,
for hours.
Twenty four missed calls
and broken hearts.
Oh, I'm such a coward.
I woke up startled today.
I'm bathing in a pool
of meaningless tears.
I'm lying on the floor.
I don't want to be here.
I don't want to be here.
I'm laughing so hard,
I want to etch myself
with knifes.
Happiness. Happiness.
In this beautiful life.
I woke up startled today.
Outside it's grey and rain.
I guess, I'll sleep some more,
on my coffee stain.