Classic

Something New

my clock on the wall
doesn't tick menacingly
anymore

and my room is void
of anyone's presence
but my own

my calendar is empty
on the wall
but in my head, it's full

my emails are less
my friends less
my cussing more

my closet is more full
of less clothes
that I'll wear

I've endured more pain
in the past two weeks
than the month before

I'm low on pain medication
high on muscle relaxers
and drunk on you

Guess I've changed.