Five:O2

Hi there, how are you doing?
You still care that strife is a-brewing?
You’re unaware of the overwhelming sensations I feel
Tear me apart and you’ll find that my emotions are real

Wasn’t sure if I said goodbye to you, goodbye to you 
At 5:02 AM or was it 5:02 PM?
If I was to endure and pure and was a cure so true
I don’t want to end up like them

Farewell,
Black rose
Oh well…
Don’t overdose
On sadness
But, on gladness
And happiness

And madness…
If you know what I mean…
It’s such radness
That you are weed-green

But, I’m all alone
Not that I cared anyways
I’m on my own
Not that I cared many-a-days

9:19 PM passes me by to 9:20 PM now
I am thinking of the now somehow
I am not thinking of the future or past
This future of mine is vast, so fast…

So, don’t cast me away soon
I’ll be your shimmering moon
Your moods are mine, sister, in a gown
I’m sorry, love, I’ve also let you truly down
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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