Cloudy Days

Just wrote this. Unsure.

I ain’t lucid

when I swallow these pills
with fluid.

I left my emotions at the door.

When you knocked my heart on the floor.

You see boy, of my hostility.
No matter how much hospitality
you offer me.
Boy, I can’t figure out these odds.
What is the probability?

That you’ll be the one for me?

 

You start to share your secrets
Like you’ve got no regrets
You challenge every thought in my head
Sometimes I dread

You challenge life

You challenge me

 

All around me the lights go dark.
It is faded.
I am blinded.
My hands run through my hair,
I feel every motion.

Lord, this is such a commotion.

 

I wash my eyes, take deep breaths,
close and open my eyes.
Yet this spell follows me.

I’m trapped.
Jesus, I’m so perplexed.

What will the future repercussions bring?

 

I’m in a jam, you see.

Because two people, gave me eyes to see.

At times, it feels as though I’m hallucinating

At times, it feels as though I’m breaking

 

Yet, I stand tall

I’m brave

Have you met me?

The six pills are apart of me everyday.
I need to accept the cloudy days.
Let it out into the open.
I’ll stand tall.
Because, I’m brave.
Have you met me?

-Naomi S