Sunday, December 28, 2008

Poem: Another Morning #27

More tears and nightmares.
Evil dreams have never been so
brightly-colored before.
A problem with my Anti-depressants?
Possible.
More likely just the average pain
of the end of a month
with no money in sight.
+ the Hollidays
+ my Birthday
- gifts and friends
= me right now.
Teary-eyed
and trying to hide,
from reality.

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