Slapped Happier

The 2 A.M Writer

I can feel my head growing warmer

It's like the sky stopped finally pouring

Jesus stopped sobbing

And I stopped giving a damn about yesterday

Whiter teeth and lighter eyes

I see you in a rose tinted aurora

...

Drip the vial into my eyes

Strobe lights and burning skies

Is this Hell or Heaven?

Oh whatever, I'm grinning

...

Coming down is always a shit show

When was I last sober?

I forgot you weren't ever really there

But it's whatever

It's all just whatever

All whatever?

...

 

  • Author: The 2 A.M Writer (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 14th, 2017 11:19
  • Category: Unclassified
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