Dopamine

Sporadic paths.

Eyes beg to glimmer while
mind begs otherwise.
And I’m not too sure,
but this doesn’t feel honest.

Smiles instead of
asking questions.

Cotton

Mouth filled:
23 years of cotton.
I'd bite my tongue too,
if I could find it.
Swallow hard to smile, honey.

It never stops.

UNDRGRND

Presently pitying me,

I beg. And by entirely different means,

I found the way you lost yourself.

You wanted to believe in anything.