The conversation

Read the news
Scroll the feed
Check the scores
Rinse repeat
Got a couple gigs
keep me 
on my feet,
but I’m one misstep
from a scythe’s swing.
One bad day
from relapsing

Got a script that’ll take
a baptism to finish
You could write all day
and still not say shit.
I’ve been in bed all day
                        I’m okay with it.
Just fighting the urge
to send a “check in”          text
I know it’ll hurt
and I’ll regret as soon as I send
Once the wax melts
you’ll never want to fly again.
Might pack it all in,
get a job at a restaurant 
and make new friends.

Exhausted from being
a walking open wound
The slight wince before 
a            “how are you”
That show’s been on tour
Mental health week
                It’s good to talk

I blocked the account
but the burner can stalk

It’s never been easier
                     To know what’s up;
                  Donnell Jones
    U got me fucked up

The best thing to do
is not keep in touch
because all that does
Is use the past as a crutch

and that’s not love,
that’s disrespecting 
the very person
I’m thinking of.

So I don’t stalk
don’t text
keep my distance,
show respect.

Read the news
scroll the feed
Check the scores
Rinse repeat
Got a couple gigs
keep me 
On my feet.
But I’m one misstep
From a scythe’s swing
one bad day
From relapsing.