good days
bitter sweet
but you know
it’s merely a treat
head in a bad place
buried in the sand
deflated balloon
tasted so bland
gaze into the distance
stare at the stillness
glance at your feet
just take a seat
try good thoughts
on the bad days
breathe just a little bit deeper
collapse and feel the rays
stare at the sky
and just try
try to connect
why do we stare at the clouds
imagining our dead relatives can see us
who fed us that lie
is that why I always stare at the sky
don’t read your book of mindfulness
lift the quilt
tuck every hair
can’t see me?
like you care
May 25, 2020
May 25, 2020 at 12:55 PM UTC
good days
bitter sweet
but you know
it’s merely a treat
head in a bad place
buried in the sand
deflated balloon
tasted so bland
gaze into the distance
stare at the stillness
glance at your feet
just take a seat
try good thoughts
on the bad days
breathe just a little bit deeper
collapse and feel the rays
stare at the sky
and just try
try to connect
why do we stare at the clouds
imagining our dead relatives can see us
who fed us that lie
is that why I always stare at the sky
don’t read your book of mindfulness
lift the quilt
tuck every hair
can’t see me?
like you care