A Day in the Life…
Get up and run.
Run from the nightmares, run from the words, run from it all, but can’t really
Sticks and stones will break your bones, but names will never hurt me
Bed, tears, music, fears….
Pray my god my soul to take, give my aching heart a break. God, if you’re up there, can I come to you? God, if you’re up there, why don’t you love me? What did I do?
Now I lay my head to bed, wishing, wishing I was dead
Get up and run.
Run from the nightmares or run to get ready
Coffee and criticism…Should have, would have, could have
Push the day, purge problems, drink denial
Failure in perfection, chasing a carrot with legs
Never enough when the bar constantly rises
Can’t really breathe when you’re already drowning
Snacking on suicide, eyeing up the kitchen knives, what if I just….
Forgot to eat again
Dinner! Mac and cheese and masochism!
Dinner! Meatballs and meltdowns hidden by masks
Pass out before you have time to think, what if I just…
Coffee and confusion…
What if I just….why did I just….how did this all come to be
How does milk run out so quickly?
Poison to prose, confusion to consonants, suicide to serenity
Stopped the drinking, but not the denying, or did I?
I forgot, what was I saying?
Flashback, panic attack, crazy again, didn’t know you were supposed to have feelings
Little now, big later, Alice’s Wonderland seems like home
Where was I? I forgot
Cycle up, cycle down
Cycle down, cycle up
Rise above, shove below, or am I supposed to shove out? I forgot again.
Get up and breathe
Sipping the coffee and gulping the gratitude
So good to finally wake up
…………………I forgot the milk