Days

wake up, go to sleep
noticing not a moment in between

see, hear, touch
it’s not enough

if you’re there it isn’t clear
the devil whispers in my ear

wake up, go to sleep
desperation,  feeling weak

snowballing into a pit of fiery despair
if you’re there it isn’t clear

sleep is the cousin of death
and he turned his alarm off

wake up, go to sleep
tick tock goes the beat

© copyright sbarlow 2012

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3 thoughts on “Days

  1. Addie says:

    Story of my life.

  2. mswillz says:

    Expression is well placed.

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