Drying off the alcohol that’s evaporating from my skin
I’ve nausea from looming responsibilities
My room is a cave, one window is not enough
I keep warm from the heat of my own breath
I’ve letters to write in languages that I’m losing
I don’t change my socks, oh the air it stings
My bike is now whining to go play outside
I miss the people most, I don’t see
I miss the sun, I fear life’s passing me
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