i'm sorry
i thought i was better than this
when you start getting better
you find yourself falling into the lull of
security
that's created by
happiness
you wake up to birds singing outside your window
the sun will be shining
and everything will be fine
you get lunch with your friends
with a smile on your face
and everything will be ok
but one day
you'll wake up
but the birds won't be singing
the sun will be shining
but you won't be able to feel its warmth on your face
you won't get lunch with your friends
you'll lie in bed alone
the smile on your face
will have long since faded
YOU ARE READING
a healthy dose of an unhealthy mind
Poesíastrange jumbles of thoughts loosely translated into words, re-imagined to overshare on the internet
