After "Kitchen Sink"

I was in a strange mental state that night. This is my second poem ever. I still have to find my kitchen sink, have you found yours? And also, I want to thank Tyler Joseph.

my head hurts

my eyes hurt, the screen is

too bright

I am desperate to find my kitchen sink it has to be

somewhere,

out there

my bed is making strange noises

they scare me

it’s night I’m tired my back hurts but I won’t go to sleep because

am I waiting for something

?

deep breath, the nose is dripping just like

my possibilities

I had to say something, I had to say something!

but I forgot

headphones carved not only my (y)ears

my thoughts

certainties

but,

I’m thinking too much

aimlessly

far away, right now, a thunder

thunder means light

light means energy

energy means life

light means

hope

I’m no longer tired and my eyes don’t hurt that much after all

I have to say thank you

because now I see:

the stars are just holes,

there’s light far above

Author's Note

I'd like to thank Christian Andrea for reading this before the publication. English is not my first language so I wanted to make sure that everything was fine.