Pining For… Substance

Delightfully Maladjusted

When you’re sad

When you’re sad

sticky pain bubbles up in the dark

sitting in the chaos of your mind

sorting out your heart

makes the light hard to find

air is thick and tears sting

when you’re sad you can’t find a thing

sad songs speak to me

because sad songs see

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