2/11/2021
Jolt me back to life
Honestly I feel so comatose
Wrapped inside this varicose shell
Vacant but overflowing
Contradicting itself to self-implosion.
Put the defibrillators on
Send the electric current to my soul
Wake me up
Shake me out
Because I think I'm becoming something I'm not
A monster, on the prowl
Falling prey to subzero temperatures and
An ominous omnipresent
February Scowl
A good day still is bad
And I want to cry
Constantly
All the time
I'm broken and stuck and fed up
But no, nothing's wrong with me
I'll smile for you
See? It's a good day
I'm...fine.
Completely. Absolutely. Definitely.
Yeah right.
Pull me from the swamp
The water's thick and I think
It's flooding my lungs
This may require resuscitation
And it might be disgusting.
Sing me a song with so much love
In your voice
Take me in your arms and we can dance
To the rhythm of your tune
Let me look in your eyes and feel awake, at peace
Wrap me in a blanket
Put my feet up, make me tea
Sit close to me, laughing, smiling
Petting sweet soft kitties
Make me not feel alone in this
Because
I want to forget, I want to get free
I'm trapped in a white room
Four walls, no windows, no door
Monotony is smothering me
And I'm so restless I don't even know what I want
I want to run, I want you
I want everything
And nothing, all at once
I want warmth and fun and freedom
Is that so much to ask?
Damn you, February.
