keep my dreams in one place for the night
wrapped around your words
hid my blues in bags under my eyes
falling off ledges and into my eyelids
"it's a night full of pills and a bottle of thrills"
vein vs vain
wish my head had a snooze button
"turn me off and check back in 9"
changing moods and medicines
i'm a whirlwind
youre the weatherman
and you still won't see me coming
I've always felt like my comments are never good enough for your writing. I don't think I've told you that before, so I'm telling you now. After reading you, I always feel like I have so much to say about it and you and everything, but I can never find a way to put it that seems nearly good enough.
ReplyDeleteI really like this post. I feel like I can relate to it very well.