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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