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Music meets mood and scenery 

a feeling a step above dead fills the car

the false heat of the heater keeps me warm

and I can feel it creeping into my core

my lips pull upward into a smile

not the smile I wear 

but the one that I genuinely feel 

the sun rises around me

and I'm not dead

I pull into the parking lot

and pull out the keys

the car is cold

I open the door

and step out into the weather

the warm rushes from me

and I put on my heavy smile

 

Sober

i stumble in and out of consciousness

sober

taking deep breaths as the waves crash against me

and try to pull me away

back down to the beginning

when I was spinning, searching

out of control

you hit me like an earthquake

and everything stopped

I was sober

shaken to sobriety

by the glimpse of his face