Today I was feeling a little low
so I went on a walk and got high.
I sat in this gazebo thing and watched the sun set
behind the trees.
It was nice to sit there listening to music,
shutting my eyes,
and sinking into a warm, peaceful, personal oblivion.
Every day her voice gets further away.
I think that I can sometimes hear it just as I drift off
to sleep.
But then I realize that its just the sleeping pills talking
and they don't have much to say
at all.
Just:
"Forget it all tonight, you've been through enough for one day."
I silently thank them for their kindness and
sink into a warm, peaceful, medicated oblivion.
Life these days:
A series of lows followed by actions
which lead to a series of highs.
Some good, most not good, but all
mine.
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