High

the lengths i will go to forget
i will never be ready
it’s not worth it
i’m not worth it

ever falling
and today
the lowest

Delusional
Denial

clouds of weed smoke i’m flying
i’m dying
sometimes
i’m trying
always
buying

my wax wings
melting
the world away
my Icarian gambit

and today
the warm Sun
smiles
so
inviting

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