gemstarmew

"Of coffee cups and suicide." I lost time again, Sitting spacing out in the crowd, Clinks and clanks of coffee cups, And buzzing chitter chatter aloud. I stare at the blank page, Lines so neat and page so clean, Hard to muster the words to write, Negative thoughts buzzing, so obscene. I turn my head and look around, Feel like someone's staring, Worry about how I'm looking, Even about what I'm wearing. And they call this a life? I close my eyes to try to find, A little quiet and peace, My minds so locked tightly, Words are painful to release. I put my pen to paper, And swiftly pull it back, My mind now numb from racing thou