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summer
i cannot sleep even when i'm drunk
6 hours and that's it
its 7, the day is already pouring through the windows
i don't want to be inside
my heart feels like amphetamines
i can't stay still, i need to quelch a growing space of air
expanding in my chest and into my mouth
summer is here and he wants to come over
i think part of me is in shock and scared,
still dealing with how badly things went before,
the violence and the hatred and the changing of love.
i cannot sleep even when i'm drunk
because even when i'm drunk my mind is focused
clear, summer is here and i'm going home soon
home where i have not been in so long
away from my children, whom grew to be everything to me
