i hate waking up with you in my head
makes me feel strange
makes me feel incomplete
makes me feel violated
my day starts off in a haze of confusion
a haze of investigation
i didn’t ask you to be there
i didn’t want you to be there
there are probably answers to why you were there
i don’t like any of those answers
i just want you to not be there tomorrow
makes my showers feel too wet
makes my cereal taste too soggy
tomorrow when I wake up confused
too early
not awake
let me peel my eyes open in silence
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