Thoughts

This is a poem that I've had sitting around for awhile. I wrote it one late night/morning when everything felt overwhelming and out of control. In those moments, writing can be the only tangible thing that makes sense.

I thought about quitting today

I hope I don’t

Because there’s so much to do

Accomplishments

I have to move past you

I thought about using today

But I had to stop

Because it was too insane

False glory

And it isn’t the right way to change

I thought about dying today

But then I stopped

Because it was all too real

A real escape

But not a solution to what I feel

2.06 buys me a burger and fries

But 2:06 am is the time

And now is the second

To change, to live, and to never look back