Nov 2019
The one time I drank past my usual time I found myself buried significantly deep in anger
Not just at myself but at everyone
and my lover for being the last to linger
It was all my fault
Now I'm thinking to myself how close the future is
and how very much alive I am
It took me this long to find out how incapable I am,
how much I really can't
Not just at myself but at everyone
and my lover for being the last to linger
It was all my fault
Now I'm thinking to myself how close the future is
and how very much alive I am
It took me this long to find out how incapable I am,
how much I really can't
Written approximately 2-3 years ago. Hopefully self-explanatory. Found deep in old notes I was hoping to someday publish.
