Wake up!
The alarm screams at me.
Warm feet meeting a cold floor,
Walcing through doors half asleep,
Barley noticing the walls ahead of me.
Get the coffee, get the keys,
Out tomorrows door,
Wipe off yesterday from my feet.
"You missed this.."
"You forgot that.."
Didn't realize I was wearing a dunce cap.
I didn't realize I forgot my extra pair of eyes,
My extra pair of arms.
I'm not good enough... For you, for them, or for anyone.
Wake up again, and watch it all unravel.
Except this time is different.
This time the bottle won the battle.
YOU ARE READING
Poems: Gade 12- Present Day
PoetryFrom another guy in the world, to you. Words that aren't spoken, but remain true. I hope you find comfort in my poetry too. A rusted connection to my reality, because honestly. I've lost it.
