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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