Magical Tipsy Toes

This cough and runny nose is irritating me.
This need for drinks is strangely comforting.
This fourth cup of coffee is seriously not doing its job.
This keyboard is kinda broken; I might need to go fix it later.
This news you told me is strangely not freaking me out like it would have before.
This thing that I said I would not do and then I went ahead and did it is really killing me.
This story that’s in my head is not being very friendly.
This fairy I met last night promised I won’t think about it.
This fairy fucking lied to me.
This thing you did to me yesterday is making my head swirl like never before.
This scene I wasn’t suppose to see and yet I accidentally stumbled upon is making going home a lot harder.

There’s a little hole just down by the street. So I crawled in seeking for some comfort and some heat. I’m in a hole just down by the street. It keeps me warm, safe and dry. A little hole down by the street…that’s starting to get a little way too tired. A few steps and I’ll be out, looking down at the hole. A few steps back and I’ll see you climb in. Looks like it’s time. A couple of steps involved, a little crumbling will be done. All in all, it’s about that time I guess.

There’s a little hole just down by the street. About the same size as the one you left me with, just a whole lot bigger.