A sleepy morning
Rushed out of bed; off to work
What about cuddles?

I'm not self-destructive any more.

Closed doors
Tension holds every movement.
A drink stronger than our egos
The hardest part of mixing my drinks is that when I have the spins I can't hold onto you.
Im drowning in my head
I'm sinking in my skin.
I don't want this anymore.
I want to die and come back as who you need.
I want to die and come back.
I want to die.
I'd die to abolish your sins
Yours alone.
I have a problem.
It's not you.
It's in a bottle and hides in cans.
Typing is hard.
I'm sorry.

It's another day of work,
I'm hungover.
I'm tired
The snow is settled,
surely melting.
My depression has me
locked in the bathroom.
Ten minutes.
Management,
Give me ten minutes
To swallow my sorrow
I'll sit in the bathroom
count my heartbeat,
And
Remember the sweet kiss
Of the summer sun.
Ten minutes to bask in my sorrow.
Management,
Give me ten minutes.

Snow to my hips outside the house
While I do chores
While you sleep.
I watch you quietly for a while.
I watch you rest.
Sleep tight
while I figure out
What I'll do until I'm tired.

The moon falls behind the horizon taking her light with her.

Being an inconvience to the ones you do truly love.