Day Tripping
Day Drinking
Tripping out of my mind,
An out of my life,
Staring into the eye of the storm
Riding the outer bands of wind
Letting the rain rinse away the layers
That build up day to day.
I give way to the tropical depression that
Scours my surface, clouding my inability
To overcome, to level out.
Back to the water. Where I came from, and that’s where I should be… set my self free
It’s not about you
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