i refuse to be sad
for more than three days at a time
because three days
is just enough
to go through the motions
of the depression
that sits inside my rib cage
in three days
i manage to
sleep too much
cry too much
frown when i'm alone
drown when i'm alone
by day three i need you
then it's gone
it passes on the third night
i sleep and that animalistic desire
to talk to you
that has become embedded in my brain
it vanishes...
and i am okay
when the sun comes up
there is a hope in my soul again.
and i smile.
because i have it wired into my brain
to look for a companion
sometimes i just want yours
even though i know its not what i need.
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