I stumble
Into the room
A place of stark desolation
An all encompassing void
My knee-high boots make a hollow
Sound as they thump loudly in the empty room.
I sprawl out on the unmade bed
And I roll onto my back
And stare at the ceiling...
Different shades of blue
Swirled together to make millions of my mind's
Designs and intricate patterns
I lay there
So still
So quiet
Just thinking
Why do I keep doing this to myself?
I don't deserve this kind
Of mental anguish...
I watch the silver stars
I hand-painted and attached to the ceiling
Whisper back and forth in a path only the
Real stars of the galaxy know
And I wonder
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