what
the
fuck
am
I
doing.
you know?
you ever get those late night, what the actual fuck is going on vibes? like what am I doing and why I am here? oh and by the way, did you realize the progression of time was a fucking thing?
fuck.
my chest gets tight and I……..
hit another bowl,
to be honest.
can’t worry about things that have yet to come
and right now,
I have no satisfactory answers.
I have my bed and my thoughts
and eventually
as I drift off
my dreams.
sweet dreams..