dripping

drip

drip

it was a strange noise that woke me far too early
a rather ringing sort of

drip

drip

i tried to ignore it
so tired
always so tired

drip

drip

so i stumbled from dream into underwater kitchen
felt the water hit my head from the light above
goddess knows
i may have needed a sign
but not that

drip

drip

i cannot get enough sleep
the depression weighs me down
tired when i want to be awake
awake when i try to go to sleep

maybe
somewhere someone
cries for me

down her cheeks a steady

drip

drip

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