4:45

Packing with too much caffeine

Keep it moving along
Fight the sadness with
The edge of the closest
Sharpest means to an end

I am sick of myself
Drowning in a bottomless pit
Looking for love behind every
Closed door

Maybe tomorrow will be
The eye of the storm
A fleeting moment of bliss
Before the next drop down

Down into nothingness
Belonging nowhere but always
Making sure everyone else belongs
A thankless task

What is normal?
What is stable?
I know you don’t know
You know I don’t know