Delusions Within the Days Bria Dyer
My days and nights have been mixing. So when I see the sun I think the day is done And when the moon is out I’m just ready to wake up. The stars greeting me with a kiss on the cheek And the clouds whispering bad memories. The mosquitos out so they can suck me dry And I got the grass on my feet wishing I would die. I slap the bushes back and clap back with thunder. I’m just trynna be free but I don’t wanna be run over. The wind tried to speak some sense into me but I’m not sensible. Pollen dust in my eyes and lilac tears falling down. I watched the sunrise and the moon show its crown, but when I set I hope everyone is around and I pray I never let myself down.
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