Land Minds
I stay up waiting.
My phone next to a cup of anxiety I was served
Cause you can’t have coffee
It’ll keep you up at night
But it’s midnight and I’m up
I’m waiting for a text that might not come.
You say go to bed
You need your rest
But how can I rest
When My friend won’t text back.
It sounds silly
It sounds unimportant.
Until you realize my friend
Threaten to kill themselves once.
Once you hear that you stay up
Waiting for that text
Make sure they are okay
Make sure we’re okay
And if I have emotions left
I make sure I’m okay.
Which I’m not.
I feel like I walk on eggshells
Making sure I don’t set off a bomb
cause if I do
who knows when my next text will be
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