Composed 9/7/15
Description: I wrote this at night so long ago I don’t even remember what brought it on…
You wish me to be happy
But all I breathe is poison in the air
Your daisies might bring a smile
But all the while I seep with sick
I can’t escape it
It’s in my eyes
It coats each face
Each smiling, sweet face
Juxtaposed with fangs and fire
A hot drugged despair
It’s in the air
We’re all sick with it
We just tolerate it
But not me
Not today when it’s all I see
Angel, bring me sleep and
Set me free
Scraps of Paper 