sore throat

pain within tiny tooth hole metallic taste lingers on the tongue, ian stop being down, feeling sorry for yourself. so fucking cringe-worthy, she doesn't deserve this so i run away.. late nights can be a drag for me i lay down with betty - refreshed and relaxed then a large bubble bursts in my head i have to jump up and let my racing heart calm down. i sneak my way downstairs, wrap myself in a blanket on a double chair. slightly light-headed my mind is drifting away. never learn, stuck on the same page the page is aged, yellow and torn squinting my eyes, waiting for dawn. sleeping then is easy, i'd say helps me get through the day.