Memories that start to feel like
A ghost hugging my broken mind
As you fall short on some random days
And a darkness smirks at me from behind
Yes I was going to numb out
But here you are looking like hope
All this low intensity crap
Putting me back on a tight rope
I’m too tired for all this walking
I genuinely thought this would feel light
And here I am, gathering my tools
Bracing myself for another fight.
-Al