I\'m wide awake.
Can\'t make the thoughts stop.
They drip in like a leaky faucet.
Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop.
Love. Anger. Sadness. Regret.
Now I\'m stuck in a waterfall.
Drowning in uncontrollable emotions.
I look back on better days thinking they\'ll save me.
It doesn\'t work.
Things I\'ve kept to myself for so long now seem so easy to spill.
I was getting better.
Was.