lukewarm

Tuesday, January 1, 2019

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worn leather

crackling fire

windchimes

lukewarm coffee

snow flurries

sleeping pups

dry hands

sad heart

i went to bed lonely last night

stained shirt from a long day at work

cold bones and sad eyes

i upset him

i was mean

i hate myself

on the last day of 2018

I hate myself

on the first day of 2019

I hate myself

my heart hopes this will pass

my body is tired

my skin parched

my hair a wreck

I will clean myself up and be strong

but I'm far from good

and far from loving myself today

hello 2019

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