It's 10:55
I'm losing my mind
I try to count sheep
But they just pass me by
I get up and sit
At my desk, bite my lip
What to write, how to feel
Maybe my humor conceals
Who I am truly
Could that possibly be
If you are not you
And I am not me
Then what is my purpose
Why am I still awake
Shut my eyes
Nope
Why am I here
The darkness I fear
Good night, broken world
It's 10:55
And like I said, clearly
I'm losing my mind
I am so creative
So flowing
Expressive
And yet so literal
Precise
Logical
I am a walking 80's cliche
A walking contradiction
I have people who will hold me
Love me
Splash me in sparkles and giggles and emails
And I have people who will hurt me
Snark
Sarcasm
Never really laughing
Never really there
Just take me away from here
Whisper stories of starlight and fire
Water scrambling over rocks
Iron in my eyes
Just take me away from here
To a fantasyland where it's us
Just us
Comments
I love it! This was me so many nights!
Haha thank you so much! :)
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