I doubled up my wake up
just to clear the cob webs away.
Attempted to numb my mind
before it had a chance to
start thinking again.
Waited for the *****
to come before
I brushed my teeth.
What I gave up was
clear mostly air
with a trace of
Orange juice and
stale Bar Peanuts.
I felt less as I
pressed my only good shirt
with too much steam
and not enough starch.
I keep remembering the
last time we talked
but can't seem to
recall how it ended.
I can't help but
be angry.
No saying good bye.
No invite.
No real reason why.
We're all on own when
it comes to our Demons.
There's no second chance
when you play with the
Serpents.
The pain is from knowing
I'm now much more alone.
The tears I released were
those of true sorrow.
You won't see them again.
I cry only once for a friend.
Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 4:28 PM UTC
I doubled up my wake up
just to clear the cob webs away.
Attempted to numb my mind
before it had a chance to
start thinking again.
Waited for the *****
to come before
I brushed my teeth.
What I gave up was
clear mostly air
with a trace of
Orange juice and
stale Bar Peanuts.
I felt less as I
pressed my only good shirt
with too much steam
and not enough starch.
I keep remembering the
last time we talked
but can't seem to
recall how it ended.
I can't help but
be angry.
No saying good bye.
No invite.
No real reason why.
We're all on own when
it comes to our Demons.
There's no second chance
when you play with the
Serpents.
The pain is from knowing
I'm now much more alone.
The tears I released were
those of true sorrow.
You won't see them again.
I cry only once for a friend.
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