Geto Boys Mind Playing Tricks on Me, poetry, support group

Wednesday Night

 

Is it all in my head? Are you speaking to me?
Am I like her?  Is she speaking through me?

Don’t get scared.  It’s gonna be ok.

Wednesday Night
Blinded by my own need.
My nee-di-ness.
Is it all in my head?
Where can I set my foot down and not find air?
Where can I close my eyes?
My self doubt is the loudest voice and always getting the last word.
But you, Wednesday night.  You are my refuge.
I sit down and I can breath, soon my eyes are closed and I’m at peace.
How can you do this to me?

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