dear sleep
you're a fickle friend and all to absent, erratically stepping in and out of my life, no real explanations ever given. you and i had an appointment last night, but once again, you were no where to be found.
and so where does that leave me? red-eyed and crazed, battling mild hallucinations. everything seems too bright, too exaggerated, yet still somehow there is something missing from people's faces and their eyes, like a colorless color you only notice when its gone.
you are an untrustwory associate at best. i'm starting to lose faith in you completely. seems like i haven't seen you in days
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