Some days you are on my mind so much
That my stomach turns its way up to my throat
So I can choke on my own insides
trying to keep me alive
other days, the sky is blue. I watch clouds go by and you cross my mind
Like a fly who buzzes but doesn't bite.
When I go to sleep at night,
I am in the dark whether the next morning
will mean bleeding or breathing.
so I just go on sleeping
and waking
and again.