Very listless and sad and tragic. Has a sort of Victorian feel to it. The one line that made me pause was the one about your mom’s skin blowing in the wind. Probably not what you intended, but it was a weird visual.

i dont think i really intended anything because i was half asleep when i wrote this.

I love my B vitamin complex, they give me the energy I need. This poem is listless and walks the line between sanity and drugged up mess as most of your poems do. I think that is what makes it tragic. That and the hopeless feeling that nothing will ever be happy again. You’ve written a dementor!