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Jimmy Thatcher Jan 2016
I woke up to the sound of nothing
The stillness I forgot amidst the chaos of work
I woke up wanting to do something
But all I could think of was work

What did I even do for fun?
A cup of tea? Smoke some ****?
Those were the wrong thoughts
That was all for stress relief

Now I'm squeezing stress from nothing
An empty room an empty phone
It was my day off
And I had nothing to do

Time was running out
And my day off became another off day.
I just don't remember who I use to be...how is that even possible?
Jimmy Thatcher Jan 2016
I** sat down to pen an apology
I already planned what I was going to say
I finally felt like I had a winner
One that would make her stay

So I wrote it and double checked for any errors
Sorry for this and sorry for that
But this whole idea was the error
It was all just blah blah blah

She only wanted me to be happy
And to feel like I could smile again
But I made her drown with me
And stole her smile as we sank

I picked up my pen and scribbled
Until the ink hid the words
She didn't need an ∞ apology
She needed me and I even swore

I got up and went to bed.
Here is your smile back

— The End —