It’s Saturday. It’s raining.

Snows all broken down.

Melted in the sidewalks.

Like the past, just fade to drown.

I’m tired, and I’m healing.

From what I just can’t say.

I slept in passed my pill time.

I just took it anyway.

There is something in my memory.

I’ve been thinking, so hard to find.

I’ll just look a little longer.

To myself, I am that kind.