Hi, friends. All my days are blurring together. I feel like there's something I'm supposed to be remembering, but I can't put my finger on it. I wrote this poem in the early morning, inspired by these feelings.
Woke up with my mind racing
Like I've just been lifted out of a trance
My arms are too heavy
I'm blinking too slowly
And I can't be in this bed anymore
I draw circles with my thumbs
And I don't even know what I'm thinking about
Suddenly I'm outside
The door slammed and it's locked
And for the first time
I notice the stones around our house
I run
I run down the street as fast and I can
The cold air has never felt like this
And then I lay down
Outside
Under the early moon
Panting
Then I get up
And do it again
I've never been this kind of person
Step
Step
Step step step
And oh yeah
I didn't eat enough today to be doing this
Yet here I am
I think about being a kid
Sitting in front of a candle
The wax is melting
I stick my fingertip in it
And it hurts so much
(Even more because I'm a kid)
But it's worth it when I peel it off
I put the hardened wax back where it came from
If I were in a different situation
I'd bring you your favorite candy every time I saw you
Slide my hand up lightly
From your chest to your neck
And think about why it cant always be this easy
But I'll always have the house
I'll always have the stones
And the sky isn't going away either
So I'd better get used to it