Clumsy Karma:fate through accident?).
i dreamed about you the other night. maybe yesterday, maybe last week.
(saturated fluro pinks and blues and dull orange hair and pale flesh glowing in the half-light. you leaned down and spoke to me while i was paralysed on the bed, then you vanished into other subconcious plot-less worlds.)
i wrote an entry saying how it didnt effect me untill today
(now the anxiety's set in again; shakes, nausea and the black tar of depression lurking at the bottom of my brain, memories flashing in the spaces between thoughts, the good and the bad and both tinged red with guilt.)
of course, i accidently highlighted and deleated it in a typo.
(cause im clumsy like that)
(or maybe karma telling me not to dwell on these things, and that they too in time will pass, just as the tears did dry, and the hole did fill, and the inability to leave my bed faded day by day as the pain healed slowly)
its hard to believe i still care enough to cry in public,
even with all the good things ive got.
...
maybe its just the flu
.
(saturated fluro pinks and blues and dull orange hair and pale flesh glowing in the half-light. you leaned down and spoke to me while i was paralysed on the bed, then you vanished into other subconcious plot-less worlds.)
i wrote an entry saying how it didnt effect me untill today
(now the anxiety's set in again; shakes, nausea and the black tar of depression lurking at the bottom of my brain, memories flashing in the spaces between thoughts, the good and the bad and both tinged red with guilt.)
of course, i accidently highlighted and deleated it in a typo.
(cause im clumsy like that)
(or maybe karma telling me not to dwell on these things, and that they too in time will pass, just as the tears did dry, and the hole did fill, and the inability to leave my bed faded day by day as the pain healed slowly)
its hard to believe i still care enough to cry in public,
even with all the good things ive got.
...
maybe its just the flu
.