It's the moment to open those heavy eyelids
Another day levers the jaws of normality apart
Imprisoned into the bedding cheek folds
Sleep has struggled to keep me away
Windows luring to be opened
Breakfast passed without eating
Demands of the day start to totter in their pile
The phone and the front door remain silent
Fluctuating energy tips me over in a downward spiral
The ceiling looks uninteresting looking up from my cold floor
My head a waste paper bin filled to the brim
Unopened correspondence gravely dejected
A cracked mobile screen locks in unworthy secrets
Fast food packaging dresses the worktops shoulders
The thread is missing its needle
My ears deaf to my own voice
So many biased replies
A black hole awaiting my detritus
My head maybe on wrong
But my heart is in a better place
Jun 22, 2022
Jun 22, 2022 at 5:15 PM UTC
It's the moment to open those heavy eyelids
Another day levers the jaws of normality apart
Imprisoned into the bedding cheek folds
Sleep has struggled to keep me away
Windows luring to be opened
Breakfast passed without eating
Demands of the day start to totter in their pile
The phone and the front door remain silent
Fluctuating energy tips me over in a downward spiral
The ceiling looks uninteresting looking up from my cold floor
My head a waste paper bin filled to the brim
Unopened correspondence gravely dejected
A cracked mobile screen locks in unworthy secrets
Fast food packaging dresses the worktops shoulders
The thread is missing its needle
My ears deaf to my own voice
So many biased replies
A black hole awaiting my detritus
My head maybe on wrong
But my heart is in a better place
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