life is pretty weird.
i have dreams about people asking why i'm so depressed.
why i act like i do.
and then i find a fill,
i'm okay for a half minute.
I can breath.
I'm moving forward. Something to look forward to.
but i'm so awkward sometimes,
shaking,
my minds still fuzzy from the pills i took last night when you weren't looking.
i couldn't feel my body while i slept.
I did however feel yours, and you stir and shake like no other.
and i gently touched your shoulder every time,
it calms you down, helps put your exhausted mind to rest.
you would then exhale, and return to a motionless state.
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