im supposed to be better
im supposed to be clean
but im sitting here touching yesterdays mistakes.
i was, what 5 months clean or
something like that.
its hard to keep track
when all the days blur together like one.
like one long day.
i hate how my moods just switch like a light,
one minute
im loud and goofy
the next
im quiet and contemplating running out into the busy street.
i should've just gone through with it,
just fuckin cut the cord.
i want to disappear.
YOU ARE READING
milk and honey
Poetrypoems, & writings from places in my mind; cover by @ bubiska <3 shes quite talented & amazing check her out
