Deep blue
Watered down by an urge to keep painting
Another brush on the same canvas
I bathe to wash away the blue, but I can't afford this water anymore
Conservation has never been my concern
Never stopping to think of what color I'll be when the water stops flowing
Don't talk about the last drop
Stay here with me until it fades my deep blue white
I can't remember gold
Sep 29, 2017
Sep 29, 2017 at 5:38 AM UTC
Deep blue
Watered down by an urge to keep painting
Another brush on the same canvas
I bathe to wash away the blue, but I can't afford this water anymore
Conservation has never been my concern
Never stopping to think of what color I'll be when the water stops flowing
Don't talk about the last drop
Stay here with me until it fades my deep blue white
I can't remember gold
I'm feel like I am drying up all of my resources while trying to quiet my anxious depressive thoughts. I'm running out of money, people are losing their patience with me, and I am dragging others into my impulsive behavior.
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