In the morning
The sun
Yearns for my waking eyes
The breeze is as mellow as my breath
That appears on the window
As if to greet me
In the morning
With a reminder
That i am alive
I relish in the softness
Of the blankets
That entrap my legs
Like vines
Pulling me against the bed
Keeping me in comfort.
In the afternoon
The light is enticing
But the cold penetrates my skin
And dives beneath my clothes
Every hair stands up
In a rush
That travels to my head
And i am reminded
Where i am
May it be behind a desk
Fidgeting
Or sat on the floor
Back against the wall
Sun shining through a glass door
Against my face
The light is so enticing.
In the evening
My eyes grow sore
As the light dims
And the mountains become silhouettes
Against the sky
I find myself growing restless
As my energy seems to leave with the light
And the fluorescents above me are not a
Worthy replacement
Words become jumbled
Quarters, pennies, dimes
They all look the same
I long for the sheets of my bed
To entrap me
Once more
Like a cocoon
And i hold that thought
Until we reunite.
In the night
The cold returns
Harsher than before
And my fingers struggle to grip my keys
As I gaze at the empty sky
Snow crunching below me
The stars
Would give me
A small glimmer of hope
But they are drowned
By those stupid
Fluorescent
Lights
And I watch the faint patterns
Of the trees
Rush past me
As my day
Is almost over
And my tired eyes
Yearn for the sun
Once more.
The sun
Yearns for my waking eyes
The breeze is as mellow as my breath
That appears on the window
As if to greet me
In the morning
With a reminder
That i am alive
I relish in the softness
Of the blankets
That entrap my legs
Like vines
Pulling me against the bed
Keeping me in comfort.
In the afternoon
The light is enticing
But the cold penetrates my skin
And dives beneath my clothes
Every hair stands up
In a rush
That travels to my head
And i am reminded
Where i am
May it be behind a desk
Fidgeting
Or sat on the floor
Back against the wall
Sun shining through a glass door
Against my face
The light is so enticing.
In the evening
My eyes grow sore
As the light dims
And the mountains become silhouettes
Against the sky
I find myself growing restless
As my energy seems to leave with the light
And the fluorescents above me are not a
Worthy replacement
Words become jumbled
Quarters, pennies, dimes
They all look the same
I long for the sheets of my bed
To entrap me
Once more
Like a cocoon
And i hold that thought
Until we reunite.
In the night
The cold returns
Harsher than before
And my fingers struggle to grip my keys
As I gaze at the empty sky
Snow crunching below me
The stars
Would give me
A small glimmer of hope
But they are drowned
By those stupid
Fluorescent
Lights
And I watch the faint patterns
Of the trees
Rush past me
As my day
Is almost over
And my tired eyes
Yearn for the sun
Once more.
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