Sunday, February 16, 2014

Manic

It's cold here 
Frozen up to my knees
Blue skin bluer than blood
This calm is decaying 
These nerve are frayed
Frazzled
Fuming
I take a happy pill
And shove it down my throat
Cabin fever has got its claws in deep
obsession takes over
I spin out of control 
And nose dive into dead wishes

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