This morning when I awoke from the cushioned coils,
eyes pouring their little hearts. It didn't feel normal waking
here
religiously,
thinking the same black thoughts.
As always you weren't lying next to me,
with that smirk on your face right
then.
Were you giving me the images constantly flickering.
I'll take the advice passed down.
I see you on your side, bad
luck.
Starlit nights when I awoke from the cushioned coils,
eyes pouring their little hearts. It didn't feel normal.
Nightmares
stop reality, thinking the same black thoughts.
And this is the last time I'll be confused or compromise my emotions.