maybe something came alive in me
i wanna throw hands and rampage
once again.
it's as if all the time I spent living
in regret and exhaustion vanished,
taking the toll it took on me with it.
it's bout time I realize
i ain't even that troubled
I'd deadass laugh at whatever
makes me lose sleep today
after a couple weeks.
since time tends to make
everything irrelevant anyways,
the fuck am I out here moping about?
YOU ARE READING
the letdown
Poetryself destructive thoughts and discoveries mixed into somewhat poetry.
