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Teal

I'm such a drag the way I bring myself down. Down so far it's hard to get up again. So hard to stand on two feet without falling over once again. I wonder how often I cross your mind every now and then. It's funny how my mind plays so many tricks im starting to think my mind is a circus and im the clown. Balancing on a beam of green and blue, falling between a teal. Dim lights and dark skies, wishing for the sun to shine again. Snow falls in spring, and I wish and wish for that big star to beam down on me once more. Maybe the light of the world will bring me up to talk to you. Until then, I stay here, throwing pennies into wishing wells, my last hope for happiness. Until the sun shines out of our behinds.

- Patrick

written 3/22/24