"Hanging On"

by Mike Defendant 

One cup of coffee doesn't do it anymore. I need about 3 or maybe even 4. I need something strong just to get me out of bed. Gimme just minute, I'll be outta my head. The place I always try to avoid, Last time I looked, my mind was destroyed. Past trauma follows me, I'm taken abruptly from the place I want to be. 

I need my vices, whatever they are. Without them I couldn't make it this far. I'm so over these rainy days, it's starting to feel like it's not just a phase. One thing happens, another follows suit, a dark and grey future is all that's absolute. I keep hanging on, waiting for the day. That everything is normal and everything's ok.