broken mind

so many conversations

all at once

so many questions

no chance to answer

such heavy eyelids

one numb heart

curse this broken mind

lowered eyes

laying there, empty

a night missed is paid in days

supposed to be writing emails, or condolences

but here I am, thinking of me

selfishly

on days like these I wish I hadn’t missed my meds

on days like these I wish I never needed them.