the wrong side of the bed -
my head hurts and
i can’t find my
favorite sweatshirt.
starbucks doesn’t ease the
pain like it normally
does, and i’m
not really sure how i’m
supposed to move on when
i can no longer
feel my happiness
pulsating through my
veins.
i feel constantly
drained, angry,
pissed at everything in the
world as if every aspect of
everything has personally
physically or emotionally
injured me.
i can’t remember the
last time it wasn’t
hard for me to
smile.