It's Mr. 7 day forecast here
Broadcasting live
The center of attention wherever the sun shines
Holding on to golden moments like summer solstice
Finding out that you died left me December frozen
Thought bubbles like cumulus clouds
Moving silently so my feelings don't make a sound
North east south west on the weathervane
Sunshine warm weather time to celebrate
The storm was unpredictable
I've heard of change, felt hurts in ways
The words I use couldn't explain
Nothing compares to the hurricane
Inside my brain
When I heard that you died
I'm sad, afraid, numb, I'm shy
It was overcast, I'll never get over that
I cried until I couldn't
Blue skies, pink hair like cotton candy
French fries, seashells, beach sand, hotels
So many foggy memories, promises you'll never keep
Like the one you said where you would get healthy
I wonder if you thought about what life's like without me
Monday manic
Melancholy madness
Leftover from Sunday's
Sober sadness
Tuesday's trouble
Tongue tied tarantula
Wednesday's way too windy
All my plans I cancelled them
Thursday's are the worst days
Like that Biggie line about being thirsty
Ever felt fucked and forgotten on a Friday.
Fortune cookie told me to stay home
Lay sideways all day, Saturday
Head's filled with datawaves
Hieroglyphic cyberspace
Insomnia stay wide awake
When I'm afraid that I'm not okay