Thoughts at exactly 5:23am

I’m sleepy, been out all weekend, been waking up real early and not getting back to sleep. I’m down, don’t know where it came from. I’m a little bit drunk, never been much for being sober, but never been much for being sad. I’m staggering, again. Rolling with it, swaying side-to-side and hitting off the walls. I’m singing, to myself, soft stupid tunes with sad silly themes. And they matter, right now, to me. I’m missing you, like I know I shouldn’t. Like I said to myself I never would. It’s gone wrong again inside my heart, I’m glad I know now it still can. That I can still feel for someone. But its hold on me, I don’t know. I fear it.