the tide is washing away my energy. i am falling behind the curve. speeding up time cannot make me move any faster. it's a weekday, another day like every other. it's not me it's you.
pollen is drifting and shifting around me; i'm enveloped in allergies and sinus pain. the sun feeds my enemies and the rain kisses them sweetly. mother nature hates me just like you.
i seek solace within the wall of my air-conditioned fortress. i shut myself in to keep everything and every speck of parts per million away. i don't need you, but you need me to need you.
i've gotten out of the box and become trapped in a valley. i want to pack away the outside and seal it with duct tape and stuff it down in the farthest corner of the basement. maybe if i wrap myself up in an allergen cover i can go out into the sunshine.
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