Morning Nightmares

The future has got me worried; such awful thoughts

This morning doing extremely lots of drugs.

I know I should be brave

but I'm just too afraid.

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Somedays I just feel so small

I feel like nothing at all.

I can hear the thunder outside today

as I sit inside gripping the Narcan spray.

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Will today be another day I almost lose a friend?

No, it will just be the beginning of the end.

Once I let go again and let that smoke enter my lungs

I know that's the end, I'm completely done.

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There are only two things keeping me clean

Three little faces and the fear of a God unseen.

So now I'll crack out the Bible, read the word

pretend like this morning's daydream was never heard.