Feb 2015
Believe you me
The smell of antiseptic sticks to my skin
My sleeve and skin are pushed back
Letting the sinew of my bloodline breathe
I would not have lasted this night
I do not think I could have lasted last night
But I remember a blip and pixel
As another continent came alive on my screen
And my friend waved out to me behind her hipster scarf
Telling me it's okay to cry
Believe you me
That last night left a lasting impression
And I would not have made it through alive
If that friend had not been wakened by the ringing of her phone
Had she not proclaimed like it was fact
That I will be living at sixty and fifty and forty
Believe you me
I found something precious last night
- I regained my strength.
The smell of antiseptic sticks to my skin
My sleeve and skin are pushed back
Letting the sinew of my bloodline breathe
I would not have lasted this night
I do not think I could have lasted last night
But I remember a blip and pixel
As another continent came alive on my screen
And my friend waved out to me behind her hipster scarf
Telling me it's okay to cry
Believe you me
That last night left a lasting impression
And I would not have made it through alive
If that friend had not been wakened by the ringing of her phone
Had she not proclaimed like it was fact
That I will be living at sixty and fifty and forty
Believe you me
I found something precious last night
- I regained my strength.
We generally condemn technology but really, this night has left me with a new appreciation for it.
I was in a bad state. I needed help and there wasn't much to be found. But I found it nonetheless and I think for the first time in a long time, that I'll do okay again.
I was in a bad state. I needed help and there wasn't much to be found. But I found it nonetheless and I think for the first time in a long time, that I'll do okay again.
