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.