(1/30/17)
Early in the morning,
I lie awake in bed,
Awaiting the alarm
Or chirping birds
To awaken any sign of life
Within me.
Some days, the sound comes
Sooner than I wish,
But others, it never comes
And I am left alone in the dark,
Asleep forever,
With only my mind to keep me company,
Playing the same thoughts over
Like a broken record.
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CCCLXV - Poetry (2017)
PoetryAnd I'm doing my poem a day challenge. This is a little bit looser of a challenge because this year it's just going to be write something every day.
