It is eagerly that I prepare
Turning out lights and **********
Setting aside the following days necessities
And brushing my hair
My heart dances when I see
The black sheets and tossled comforter
Against the matte sky peaking through my window
I sit and sink
Into the noisy springs
And flattened pillows
And almost immediately I descend into
Another bed of another life
In my desperate mind
And it is then that I forget
I'm between the sweet haze of otherworldly dreams
And among the vibrant feelings and happy ventures
The dull muted droll of my own life
And in the blue mornings
As I wake to chronic angers and patient responsibility
Inevitably the cloak of heavy unsatisfaction and disappointment
Settle onto my shoulders
And as before I carry on with my day
Counting the seconds
And blissfully dreaming
Of the bed that waits for me at home
Feb 27, 2016
Feb 27, 2016 at 3:17 PM UTC
It is eagerly that I prepare
Turning out lights and **********
Setting aside the following days necessities
And brushing my hair
My heart dances when I see
The black sheets and tossled comforter
Against the matte sky peaking through my window
I sit and sink
Into the noisy springs
And flattened pillows
And almost immediately I descend into
Another bed of another life
In my desperate mind
And it is then that I forget
I'm between the sweet haze of otherworldly dreams
And among the vibrant feelings and happy ventures
The dull muted droll of my own life
And in the blue mornings
As I wake to chronic angers and patient responsibility
Inevitably the cloak of heavy unsatisfaction and disappointment
Settle onto my shoulders
And as before I carry on with my day
Counting the seconds
And blissfully dreaming
Of the bed that waits for me at home
I've started dreaming again, and just like that I never want to wake up
