attempting

books stacked to the ceiling
lone lamp burning bright in the tent
unsure about some feelings
forgive, forget, regress, relent?

some words scribbled down in vague order
pencil going blunt, so maybe soon i'll stop.
but now i'm in gear and i've crossed the boarder,
i've looked down and now it's a long way from the top.

upside down is a disorienting thing
when along the way did i forget how to sing?
you could tell me about your favorite things
and perhaps i'll find it inspiring

baby don't indulge me by hiding my wings
i cried over burnt bread when you fried my head
it's cold when it's winter and there's frost on the grass
is this my way back in? here's hoping this lasts.