i almost did something today

almost

early morning tomorrow

busy week ahead

so when i made my excuses to my friend’s it was nearly believable

nearly

instead i hid

shaved my head

fought a headache

wrote trash

basic routine

with the big schedule next week i plan on taking some much needed quiet time from the song in my skull

embrace sticking my fingers in my ears

ignore the urge to ramble

reinterpret it into less of a garbled garbage fire

who knows

so i am going to fight raging depression and this three point black mamba of a cluster bomb the rest of the day

sad music

read

softly cry

or sunday evening fun time

ain’t no party like a misery party

it’s the only party i know

love you

bye