It's a bit past midnight -
So light under these fluorescents, but so dark in my mind.
On a couch in college, I am reeking of ****** deeds earlier, -
and of avoidance too.
Eyes drooping to a standard hibernation position, I try to sit up to let my hands finish these questions on the latest Middle Eastern borders.
Yet, still there is left a dent in my heart for all the **** that happened in the past week.
A sociopath with morals.
A ********* wanting to reconnect.
A friend with overbearing qualities.
A mother dying to love me.
An idea with no promise.
A bucket of philosophy.
I hope I'm not the only one coming up with ideas of how to escape.
Feb 1, 2013
Feb 1, 2013 at 12:16 AM UTC
It's a bit past midnight -
So light under these fluorescents, but so dark in my mind.
On a couch in college, I am reeking of ****** deeds earlier, -
and of avoidance too.
Eyes drooping to a standard hibernation position, I try to sit up to let my hands finish these questions on the latest Middle Eastern borders.
Yet, still there is left a dent in my heart for all the **** that happened in the past week.
A sociopath with morals.
A ********* wanting to reconnect.
A friend with overbearing qualities.
A mother dying to love me.
An idea with no promise.
A bucket of philosophy.
I hope I'm not the only one coming up with ideas of how to escape.
