Yesterday's Decline
Self Pity is my pillow
One piece of human emotion
To prove i'm still alive
Heavy medication veils the sun
Motionless through day time tv
Wean out around 4 to see
When darkness has fallen
When i'm able to feel
Paranoia has taken over me
Weigh myself
Against yesterdays decline
Extra pound snares perfection
It can't be mine
Copyright © Jo Hayton | Year Posted 2022
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