2-28-16
I'll keep you in a wooden drawer
Like an old birthday card.
Your destiny never was to wait like this.

The days and sun and dust
Will be apparent on your features
By the next time I see you.
I'll feel nostalgic for a short two seconds
Before you return to your new home,
For another hazy day.
- (m.m)

And in case you were wondering,
I made it out of today just fine,
Not that you care
Anymore if I tell you lies.
- (m.m)

The room feels a bit dizzy,
I think
But maybe that's just me.

The walls feel so sturdy
But I'm worried they'll cave in anyways-
They can't hold my secrets forever,
This I know.

The days are getting good,
And fast,
But they'll crash down later.
Later later later
I'll pick up the pieces later.
I'm endlessly waiting.

Like a switch,
Everything is spun around.

I am two people,
And the split feels definite.

On one side of me,
I'm the best I've ever been,
Living creatively,
Making everything into art,
Staying up late doing things I love,
Simply not worrying too much,
Living my life exactly how I want to.
This almost consumes me entirely but there are little sections it can't reach.
Please don't let the rest fall through the ceiling, too.

On the other side,
Caffeine makes up for sleep,
But the high is gone,
My weight still matters,
My thoughts are tempting,
The panic is there,
Like I know everything's frantically happening.
Or is about to happen.
I can't tell if I'm waiting for it or if it's already here.
- (m.m)

^^^ Messy head, messy thoughts, messy poetry