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Jul 2019
Stayed in bed till 3 p.m.
I feel like this could be the very Β end
I pull myself up off the floor
She  doesn't live here anymore
She's gone and found somebody new
My world has turned from grey to blue
I need to do better, I really should improve
My life is like a record stuck in an endless groove
My doctor tells me I could use a break
I'm Not sure how much more Β I can take
Learning to feel, trying to heal
Searching for that which is ultimately real
Shadows are growing longer, it's almost time for bed
I sometimes think I'd Β be better off dead
My mind's gone numb, I feel completely hollow
Guess I'll call it a day and crawl back in my burrow.
Written by
duane hall  M/kennewick washington
(M/kennewick washington)   
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