Orange Sweatshirt

I wake up in the morning and I dry heave and slide out of my sheets
and into my dad’s faded orange sweatshirt
as if it protects me from hurt
and all the things that my mind conceives

my mind is dangerous and works against me
usually
and some days I don’t make it out of bed

but still I know that my mind is a beautiful thing
and that thing is just broken a bit

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