sobering
sobering
oh god i am sobering
what clear and pungent pain
plagues my brain
like a cheese grows mold
i want to get out of this place
i want out of this body
let me crawl out of this unworldly flesh
and dissolve into the stars

YOU ARE READING
𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌
Poetrystatic stat·ic ˈstat-ik. adjective characterized by a lack of movement or change trigger warning: read at your own risk! | just an unnecessarily long collection of me trying to get over my feelings
thc
sobering
sobering
oh god i am sobering
what clear and pungent pain
plagues my brain
like a cheese grows mold
i want to get out of this place
i want out of this body
let me crawl out of this unworldly flesh
and dissolve into the stars