pleasing no one, I ghosted away,
releasing myself into the night and
enduring the company that midnight air provides,
for now just throw your pride away and
end every night gratefull for the next day but
really do not know if it will ever arrive,
right now i just have to concentrate on the task,
even though it is enough of a trial to try and survive,
doing the deed and crushing this work is a
deal only made by people trading time for money, i think
if you grind yourself into the ground maybe you can
stay above water long enough to
take a tiny moment every day in coming to acceptance
as a lucky enough person to be where i am at,
not at the correct time of year,
can you please come kiss me my dear,
every night with you is a exceptional vehicle
