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Inside my head

these words seem so real,

inside my head

I know how I feel.

Can I take some time

to peel back the layers,

can I take some time

to get back to where I started?

These days are cold,

damp and alone,

taking notes

in my head

reading again

my favorite book on Kindle.

These nights are colder,

alone in my room

as the lights flash

red and green.

I take this time

to consider why

I’m where I am

instead of

where I want to be.

Inside my head

I had a plan,

inside my head

I had this thought: “I can”

when I had no idea

of what to do.

Things went sour

like milk

and here I am

wondering what next…

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