When the Dark Is Exposed To Light

there is no sunshine right now you are in your world room looking at blankness with the tv blasting there is no laughter right now i am in another state of parking lot depression munching on greasy pizza slices while killing time you are probably thinking about life without me and hating me so much in your quiet moments i am chugging down a strawberry daiquiri sobe wishing you were just speaking to me period when the dark is exposed to light, it better be something pretty in view when the stale smell of 'woman-fed-up' is in the air, a plan b is like a nice butt and a great pair of legs oftentimes forgotten are the roots of what won a heart and a mind's thought comfort is overdosed and the brain cells are tainted by altered states of choices eventually, there is that taste of asphalt or dog poop sometimes feared by a considerable percentage laughter and sunshine are the least of worries....the work overloads all circuits however at times, the alarm is cut off too late and the snooze button becomes the mistress of regret