when I walk alone
it gets dark too quickly and I sink
into mesh.
siphoned through waves, lifeless
hues of mostly brown and white,
not really grey
like I like
and not really stale,
just not right.
the words, the noise, the light
penetrate the sigh in my mind
then dissolves up in smoke
I'm not really high
depressed
Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 6:49 PM UTC
when I walk alone
it gets dark too quickly and I sink
into mesh.
siphoned through waves, lifeless
hues of mostly brown and white,
not really grey
like I like
and not really stale,
just not right.
the words, the noise, the light
penetrate the sigh in my mind
then dissolves up in smoke
I'm not really high
depressed
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