tuesday, november 23 2010

we are adventurers.

and after, all that has been said
feeling worse when i go the bed
can't remember waking up
my thoughts are too low to cheer up
i think i'll just stare at my walls
and ignore all of your calls
i'll close my eyes and try to sleep
ain't got no warming recent memories to keep
my mind is unoccupied
old and dusty, prepared to die.

~sev.