Terrifying night
Longing for some real comfort
Lost in my own mind.
Beautiful morning
Sun rise for a perfect day
Now let's start living.
The mug celebrates
the coffee. My eyes enjoy
This familiar scene.
I sip the sunlight.
It spills on my hands and face:
Perfect accident.
I wish i could stay
Wrapped up in blankets for life
Hugging a giant.
But when the time comes
For the day to get started,
The clock starts to tick.
And when the time comes
For the day to get started,
I look less like me.
Where do i wind up
Between the hours of dawn-dusk?
Why does this happen?
Because the sun brings
Only what we can't admit:
Tomorrow is here.
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2 comments:
this is so beautiful. i want to go read it again, i really liked it :)
great job on this work!!! :) i really really like how you describe the coffee and the sun, that is def my favorite part! :) i really enjoyed reading this, keep it up, glad to see people that aren't in class anymomre are still writing and posting with us! :)
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