shelf life
leaving my pills untouched since “it’s just a phase”, fooling myself into an illusion of the better days.
all hopes are abandoned for a mere praise.
and when the time comes, only the pitiful sight of a longing gaze in the dead of the night are what remains.
it was supposed to be just a phase, what a foolish phrase; the truth is that it never ends.
i wish it was just a phase.
—d.n.p.
