I blamed:

12:17 AM

the weather.
the time of month.
my class load.
my work load.
Nebraska.
South Carolina (for not being Nebraska.)
being a senior.
stress.
let downs.
the future.
the past.
a lack of cash-flow.
a bad day.
a bad month.


and yet in even the best of moments, something is wrong.
uneasiness nags me
apprehension laps me
always faster than my legs pretend to keep up.
These days, the lump in my throat is
permanent.
hug me tight enough
explain your affection
tell me its ok
and it wins.
Sorry:
These days I cry a alot.
I'm moody
and inconsistant
and dealing with the doom of
May--
it's exactly as bad as it seems.
graduation
is making me
crazy.

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