Tag: mental health
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Upright Now
Nothing nice about sobriety Christ, I miss the highness When it rained, I realized my crown was made of paper It sagged, warped, then melted away, my pride faded I was getting faded daily Hacking up stubborn lugies then mortaring them over the railing Every day toking cutting down the tree of me The worms…
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Full moon taking stock
Foresight and clarity, many lunar boons, moon addict Tactics non-stop advancing, Tacitus by way of Jack Vance Dragonic how I’m dancing the columns Ionic as the bonds Between me and the boys Where you’re from doesn’t matter, where you’re going matters less It all goes forever, like a road without an end There’s no need…