a day in the life
Day In The Life
room is dark and gloomy, all except a light shimmering down the hall.
Its silent, its a bit to silent the sound of silence in my head
pounding, aching, throbbing. The silence echos continually bouncing
from wall to wall and back. Thoughts racing everywhere back and
forth, enough to drive any teenager insane. Cravings, addictions,
cant focus need it, once. Guilt, shame, triggers. Silence growing
louder, its blaring, I can no longer think. Tears, eyes cloudy, and
vision blurred, black dark and depressing, light bright and hopeful,
out of reach.
blank, clear, now I am thinking straight. Tired, eyes heavy, sleep
soon 2:30am ritual? Eyes tiring tell me bed time, early morning, warm
blankets. Music softly flows threw the room, fills with peace,
lullaby. Soon to sleep. Dreams become reality, temporarily, perfect.
Morning comes, to soon, wake up shower ready for the day, or as ready
as possible. I'm never really ready for the day, floating threw, I&