you were a supernova caving in, burning so bright you burned yourself. a mighty flame that lit up the night sky, falling and crashing from its own scalding flames; self-destruction rips a hole in itself, leaving a wreck that ****** in anyone that got too close.
the coffee's too bitter
and i'm losing my tether to the world of dreams grounding me to reality. i think i want to sleep but the coffee's too bitter, and my mind takes a thought and runs with it. i'm feeling it, feeling hopeless bloom in my chest again. i think that i don't care for once. ****, sadness won't let me rest again. i'll just fail for once. let me fail for once. i'm tired but the coffee tastes bitter on my tongue. i should be studying but i'm getting so hung over my spinning mind. it feels nice to unwind when you're so high strung. i'm falling into this black hole, and i fear that i don't really mind. so where's the point, where's the light dawning down on me? where's my epiphany? bitter coffee makes me bitter, makes me sadder, makes me think harder about where i'm supposed to be. now it's 1 am and i can't sleep. the ice has melted in the cup. i'm self-admittedly in love with the idea of not giving a ****.
- i forgot i even wrote this till i found it in my notes two months later
- wrote this when i should've been studying for my calc finals (which i was gloriously failing)
a tilting planet
sun sets and sways but i am rooted to the ground.
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