Amygdala, I Can Hear You!

I write to preserve my patience 

Lyrical words can not be expressed when all you care about is taking off garments

I leave it for 2 AM 

When the door is shut 

And your breath swallows all the air I have 

I write to save myself 

When you're gone by dawn 

Reminding yourself that another night being half sober 

Is better than being fully awake next to me 

Dawn is the saving grace 

Smoking cigarettes to keep my synapses firing 

While you smoke weed to down the anxiety 

Will never be on the same side of the coin 

Will never love...

I'll always write to preserve myself from you