tomorrow seems so distant
but the sky above our
heads is blue
and although my
flesh may not
be the same shade
that's the way
i'm feeling too,
pale knees bruised
by past transgressions
band-aids slowly
peel off from the skin
and even my bed isn't
a safe place to sleep
when i'm standing
in the face of
self destruction
Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 6:57 PM UTC
tomorrow seems so distant
but the sky above our
heads is blue
and although my
flesh may not
be the same shade
that's the way
i'm feeling too,
pale knees bruised
by past transgressions
band-aids slowly
peel off from the skin
and even my bed isn't
a safe place to sleep
when i'm standing
in the face of
self destruction
