daylight savings
Today I woke up determined,
With a drive that rarely found the light,
In the black holed abyss of my brain.
Confidence radiated through my eyes till,
I realized, It was Daylights Savings.
Like a fixed alarm clock,
I retraced back to the time
When anxiety riddled my nerves like poison.
Responsibility, the multi-headed Hydra
Chasing me down the halls to my bed
Through to my dreams,
Cut one off it grows back with double fieracity
Snarling teeth and claws
Dragging me down to the pit of self loathing;
The house of mirrors,
A reflection of a stranger staring back,
Sharing the same skin.
Time an everlasting drought
That I craved for another minute.
When I would stumble upon an oasis
Of relaxation from stress and anxiety.
It would disappear as a mirage
In a sand storm, quickly filling up
My hourglass.
Now I’m left to suffocate
In the mountain of clothes and problems
Laying in my room that just pile up.
There was never enough time in the world
And the universe just stole an hour right from under me.
The next day follows as a cycle
That plunges me into the endless paradox
Of wormholes
A free fall of my emotions.
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Author:
druablank (
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- Published: March 12th, 2018 05:46
- Comment from author about the poem: I’ve never been inspired to fully produce a poem until last night, while listening to some powerful spoken word poems. As you get older life gets harder and time flies faster, leaving it hard to manage. Since I’m new to this I apologize for any grammatical mistakes. Thank you for taking the time to read my poem.
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