Daily Discussion Thread: Sun 27 Aug 2023

Morosely drinking red wine,
\ Wishing I could unwind
\ The cold dead hands of time.
\ They clutch my heart
\ In their firm grasp
\ I gasp
\ Pain shoots through my psyche
\ I got out, I know I'm lucky
\ But it hurts so goddamn much
\ I'm losing my grip on reality, I'm out of touch
\ You compliment me, I blush
\ I've been taught I'm a burden
\ And my efforts at creation
\ Are futile and wasted.
\ I'm hated and wasted.
\ ...
\ Please don't worry, I'll be fine,
\ (I always am, in the end)
\ I'm merely, morosely, drinking red wine.