The Notebook

The Notebook

She finished writing in her little notebook
The black one…
Where she hides the secrets…
She opens the drawer in the nightstand
The white one…
And carefully slides it under all the pill bottles
No one will look for it in her medicine cabinet
The full one…
As she removes the eleven pills she takes at bedtime
Getting the other nine ready to take when she awakes
If she awakes…
It’s never something that she takes for granted…

She puts on her ear buds to listen to her peaceful sounds
Metallica…
The music stirs her brains into turmoil
Yet more peaceful than her existence without it…
Sleeping naked
Longing for no one to join her in her nakedness
Lusting for no one… for nothing… except her fix
And the notebook

As the CD comes to an end it…