(no subject)
My mind slips
while the IV drips,
pumps the morphine through my veins
but I, can still feel your pain.
Silence speaks in more than words
Through your eyes I can see your soul
The pain of growing up to quickly
Has given you grace
While the strength of overcoming
Has given you time to play.
Time to enjoy this moment
For what it is and not what it has been.
We fight ourselves
On borrowed time,
with credit cards bills.
Burn the interest,
keep the change.
-sasha neese