Drippy
Drippy
by
samnesia.com
“He’s kept himself together”
“That boy’s kept himself in line”, they said.
But I can’t keep hurting myself
and say that I am happy.
There’s a leakage in here, somewhere
The echoes are too loud
and they make me drippy.
The inside is too damp
The leakage won’t stop dripping.
So, please do not mind me,
I’m only dying in here.
And spending New Years eve drunk off my ass
has gotten old quickly.
“He seems rather kind”
But I’m still unhappy.
The leakage will burst, someday
and I’ll be floating on a lake where I’ll die alone.
The inside will collapse
and I might not come out, alive.
Copyright © Sam Raven | Year Posted 2018
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