9/28/21

I didn’t know what day it was today.
I never know what day it is.
There is only awake and asleep.
a subtle pulling call from the deep.

I snapped into reality.
I’ve been trying to get back to feeling this way, and I spend the entire time the feeling glows worried that I’ll lose it.

There is a wall of glowing red letters telling me to kill myself.
I feel dead. I can’t get out of the cell inside my head.

That, 24/7/365.

You know when you have a sound present so long you tune it out?
Something was bothering me, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. It was the lack of something.
The color bleeds into the world and I pour in with it.

It’s all quite pretty, there’s so much color in the world.
I am but one of the colors that shines around in it.
What beauty we can paint when we throw our colors together.