I’m shivering from withdrawal
Not from prescriptions or alcohol
But the worst drug of all
You
You’d sleep at a different address
Now you just sleep in your nightdress
Preferring wild nights for niceness
Always
Something with you is wrong
“I’m fine, nothing’s wrong”
Your head is in your palm
Sigh
All the civility has gone out the window
And is highlighted by the little moon’s glow
Along with the stuff I used to know
False hope
Disability .. They say it’s special needs
Mentality .. Some just call it greed
Action .. I’m taking the lead
Walking away
I write what I know
I write from the soul
While you condole
Reminisce
To take my life would be suicidal
To live would be in denial
My life is not worth your smile
Was it ever
LITTLE TALKS 