Jun 2021
My depression is a state of craving eternal sleep.
Β Β but in a constant hypnagogia's state.
Every night I cry and die, and in my eyes,
Β Β all I see is you, in all life's glory.
Β Β all I see is you, in all death's torment.
Trapped in enteral song,
Β Β Β Β of ππͺπΆπ²π·πͺπ½π²πΈπ·
Β Β but in a constant hypnagogia's state.
Every night I cry and die, and in my eyes,
Β Β all I see is you, in all life's glory.
Β Β all I see is you, in all death's torment.
Trapped in enteral song,
Β Β Β Β of ππͺπΆπ²π·πͺπ½π²πΈπ·
A ode to a dear friend
from a poet named nan
from a poet named nan
