Aug 04, 2004 14:26
the sheets have surpassed just being rumpled,
now there is an impression on the sofa in the spot you constantly sit.
smear some concealer on the inky shadows surrounding your eyes
and comb that moppy mess of hair out of your face and fake feeling half alive
lately all my dreams have been haunting and harrowing,
and lately my life has been listless and mundane.
please save me from this place before the city pulls me under.