Two months

Well it’s a stretch of time

Did you ever do anything to be in someone’s world?

Now I’m just struggling with my own

Can’t tell if there’s something wrong with me

Or if I’m just depressed

Haha being depressed would also be something wrong with me

I always forget that

That depressed is not a state of being for some people

I sat with just enough of me peeking out so you can know I know you exist

The Sooke Potholes are on fire

Yet another disaster the humans are to blame for

The province is on fire again

If I could become the rains

If I could summon them

Sometimes I feel like I wake in a different universe every day

Subtle changes

Maybe I’m searching for the one where he notices me

Maybe I’m searching for the one where anyone does

I wish I could be like a solitary creature

Just fight anyone who comes across me

Not constantly pouring love out into nothing

Is it a desperate ploy to get love back?

I don’t know anymore

It’s not working if that’s what it is

I feel sick and drained

Begging to wake up tomorrow feeling like

Even close to feeling my normal

Hey you

What do you think I did this time?

Merely existing is taking so much effort right now

I’m pulling myself along the ground by my arms

Watching as they all disappear over the horizon

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